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By Andrew Gold, He was born on a summer day 1951
And with a
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By Andrew Gold, He was born on a summer day 1951
And with a
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By Andrew Gold, I talked to my baby on the telephone
Long distance
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By Andrew Gold, Thank you for being a friend
Traveled down the road and
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By Andrew Gold, I closed the door and half expected
The party would be
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By Andrew Gold, Love that yearns and love that aches
Dries your weary mind
Love