The telephone's bin ringin'...off the wall. It's your Las Vegas lawyer, another long distance call. He says you get the house and the car and I get the clothes I got on. Now she's gone, long...long gone. Now I'm a happy boy... ..."Operator, get me Manhatten, get my baby on the line." Sooner or later she's gotta realice that all my feelin's were for real, but maybe she was leadin' me on... ...She took the Frigidaire, she got my favorite chair, you could say she got the best of me. It's like a legal crime, but in a matter of time, she'll be back for the rest of me... I could start dreamin' but it'd never end. As long as you're gone we may as well pretend I've been dreamin' straight from the heart. You said it's easy but who's to say that we'd be able to keep it this way. But it's easier comin'...Give it to me... ...Tell me we can make another start. You know I'll never go as long as I know it's comin'... ...I'll see you on the street some other time and all our words would just fall outta line while we're dreamin'... ...Tell me we can make one more start...

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