Here's to us
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one more toast
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and then we'll pay the bill
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deep inside
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both of us
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can feel the autumn chill
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birds of passage
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you and me
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we fly instinctively
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when the summer's over
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and the dark clouds hide the sun
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neither you nor I'm to blame
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when all is said and done
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In our lives
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we have walked
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some strange and lonely treks
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slightly worn
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but dignified
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and not too old for sex
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we're still striving for the sky
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no taste for humble pie
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thanks for all your generous love
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and thanks for all the fun
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neither you nor I'm to blame
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when all is said and done
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It's so strange
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when you're down
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and lying on the floor
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how you rise
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shake your head
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get up and ask for more
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clear-headed and open-eyed
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with nothing left untried
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standing calmly at the crossroads
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no desire to run
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there's no hurry any more
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when all is said and done
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When All Is Said And Done
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ABBA |