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Harvey and I
sit in the bars...         
and have a drink or two,
play the jukebox.           
And soon the faces
of all the other people,      
they turn toward mine
and they smile.
They're saying, "We don't know your name,
mister, but you're a very nice fellow."          
Harvey and I...
warm ourselves
in all these golden moments.
We've entered as strangers.
Soon we have friends.

       
Harvey and I
sit in the bars...         
and have a drink or two,
play the jukebox.           
And soon the faces
of all the other people,      
they turn toward mine
and they smile.
They're saying, "We don't know your name,
mister, but you're a very nice fellow."          
Harvey and I...
warm ourselves
in all these golden moments.
We've entered as strangers.
Soon we have friends.   

 
Notes

7:16 pm, by hethinksaboutinfinity,