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Clatter -- the milkman at my doorstep, bustle -- my neighbour at her tea; In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me Angeline is always Friday, Angeline is spring forever; Winter Angeline could never be Mister Wilson, old and smiling, lifts his cap as she is passing Bowing her politely on to me
The week has gone its lonely way; I've waited for my only day Away from shadows In her sunlight I can tell her, 'I love you, Angeline.' Angeline is always Friday, suitcase on the rack above; She hasn't even read her magazine Angeline is counting stations, 'til the one where I am standing Waiting for my only Angeline
The week has gone its lonely way; I've waited for my only day Away from shadows In her sunlight I can tell her, 'I love you, Angeline.'
Clatter -- the milkman at my doorstep, bustle -- my neighbour at her tea; In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me
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