The night was black with thunder The streets were wet with rain Another day goes under A little bourbon will take the strain And Im waiting for my take-home french fries She smiled and said take me away We always laughed but I think she means it But Im dreaming my life away Loving you Loving you the way that I do The weekend cars are leaving In a spray of wind and sound The bar-talk, make believing And the drinks go easy down Its back to the all-night take-away She says here comes the man of my dreams We always laugh but I think she means it And Im spending my time Just loving you Loving you the way that I do
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