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He said that he's had a very bad weekend.
I didn't ask the question: I already knew.
I said that I’ve had a lot of very bad weekends.
And most of the other days were pretty bad too.

The tulips were blossoming the first time we talked
We went out to the beach for some fresh air and a tan
The next time we talked, the summer was over
And it was time to set the clocks back again.

Another year passed and the tulips are blossoming
I think about you sometimes, I wonder where you’ve been.
Come over, I'll pick you a bunch unless summer is over
And it's time to set the clocks back again.


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