| I see you from the sky
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| And I wonder how long it will take me to get home
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| I wait for an hour or so at the carousel
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| I have a cigarette to pass the time
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| 'Cause the traffic’s hell
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| I don’t want anything more
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| Than to see your face when you open the door
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| You’ll make me beans on toast and a nice cup of tea
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| And we’ll get a Chinese and watch TV
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| Tomorrow we’ll take the dog for a walk
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| And in the afternoon, then maybe we’ll talk
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| I’ll be exhausted so I’ll probably sleep
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| And we’ll get a Chinese and watch TV
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| You wipe the tears from my eye
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| And you say that all that it takes is a phone call
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| I cry at the thought of being alone and then
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| I wonder how long it’ll take till I’m home again
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| I don’t want anything more
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| Than to see your face when you open the door
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| You’ll make me beans on toast and a nice cup of tea
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| And we’ll get a Chinese and watch TV
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| Tomorrow we’ll take the dog for a walk
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| And in the afternoon, then maybe we’ll talk
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| I’ll be exhausted so I’ll probably sleep
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| And we’ll get a Chinese and watch TV
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| I know it doesn’t seem so fair
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| But I’ll send you a postcard when I get there
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| I don’t want anything more
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| Than to see your face when you open the door
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| You’ll make me beans on toast and a nice cup of tea
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| And we’ll get a Chinese and watch TV
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| Tomorrow we’ll take the dog for a walk
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| And in the afternoon, then maybe we’ll talk
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| I’ll be exhausted so I’ll probably sleep
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| And we’ll get a Chinese and watch TV |