The Days of Wine and Roses The days of wine and roses left and run away like a child at play through the meadow and toward the closing door a door marked nevermore that wasn't there before the lonely night discloses just a passing breeze filled with memories of the golden smile that introduced me to the days of wine and roses and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you and you the lonely night discloses just a passing breeze filled with memories of the golden smile that introduced me to the days of wine and roses the days of wine and roses the days of wine and roses and you and you and you and you and you and you
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