I was a stranger in the city
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Out of town were the people I knew
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I had that feeling of self-pity
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What to do, what to do, what to do
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The outlook was decidedly blue
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But as I walked through the foggy streets alone
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It turned out to be the luckiest day I've known
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A foggy day, in London town
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Had me low, had me down
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I viewed the morning, with much alarm
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British Museum, had lost its charm
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How long I wondered,
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Could this thing last
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But the age of miracles, hadn't past
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For suddenly, I saw you there
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And through foggy London town,
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The sun was shining everywhere
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For suddenly, I saw you there
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And through foggy London town,
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The sun was shining everywhere
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Everywhere
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Everywhere
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Everywhere
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A Foggy Day
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| Ella Fitzgerald |
