Me and my Melinda, my Melinda and me We are bound up together in sympathy Me and my Melinda, we are seldom apart On the nights when I feel like a heart to heart When I'm blue We just sit there holding hands And when we do My Melinda understands When I'm having trouble that I cannot disclose When I can't tell the world of my private woes Long before I tell her, my Melinda knows
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