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the other day I passed the place where you work
I just had to watch youyou've got a wonderful way of moving your handsso easy to forget
I think I stood there for hourswhen someone came and saidshe isn't one of your kindremembered that I said
I was your wrong heaven ...I remember the day my blue car broke downwe had to walk for milesheading back for the nearest townit gave us time to talkand you told me about your friendsand I just had to laughand I told you about the dayswhen I worked on a ship to Perth
I was your wrong heaven ...ooh, it's not a matter for my tombstoneooh, will never beyou will be a rose in my memoriesooh, it's not a matter for my tombstoneooh, will never bewill never be, will never be
I was your wrong heaven...
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