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Spring was never waiting for us tillit ran one step aheadas we followed in the dance. Between the parted pages we were pressed,in love’s hot, fevered ironlike a striped pair of pants. Mac Arthur’s Park is melting in the darkall the sweet green icing flowing downsomeone left the cake out in the rainI don’t think

You’re one of a kindI gotta have yawell you’re one of a kindI need to have ya Right from the startyou tore me apartyou took the best part of my heart Body and soulyou took me out of controlyou stole the best part of my heart You’re one of a kindyou’ve got magicI know you’re