My old flame
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I can't even think of his name
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But it's funny now and then
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How my thoughts
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go flashing back again
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To my old flame
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My old flame
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My new lovers
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all seem so tame
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For I haven't met a gent
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So magnificent or elegant
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As my old flame
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I've met so many
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who had fascinating ways
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A fascinating gaze
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in their eyes
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Some who took me up
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to the skies
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But their attempts at love
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Were only imitations of
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My old flame
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I can't even think of his name
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But I'll never be the same
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Until I discover what became
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Of my old flame
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<Interlude>
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My old flame
|
I can't even think of his name
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But I'll never be the same
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Until I discover what became
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Of my old flame
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My Old Flame
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| Linda Ronstadt/Nelson Riddle |
