You remind me of a former love, that I once knew.
And you carry a little piece with you.
We were holding hands, walking through the middle of the street.
It’s fine with me, I’m just taking the scenery.
You remind me of a few of my famous friends.
Well that all depends on what you qualify as friends.
Take a chance, take your shoes off, dance in the rain.
Yea we’re splashing about, and the news spread, all over town.
I’m not complaining that it's raining, I’m just saying, I’d like it a lot more than you think, if the sun would come out and sing with me.
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