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Think of me when you're out dancing,

like Rudolph for Santa, front and center you're prancing,

when the world treats you fairly like a childrens book,

how can you have problems with such attracting looks?

think i'll pace my room and think to care,

that she was a knockout putting me to sleep in my chair,

here's the funny part, cliche but true,

in the beginning, middle and end all i wanted was you,

i'll go back in a heart-

beat to play it all over from the start,

all i wanted was you, for once in my life,

i almost had a girl who i could see as a wife,

maybe i'll watch reruns from when we

were in each others arms keeping busy,

i'll ask you nicely to simply care if we

lose touch and reconnect at fifty.