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The papers lie there helplessly,
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in a pile outside my door,
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I tried and tried, but I just can't
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The world outside is tugging like
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a beggar at my sleeve,
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Oh that's much too old a story to believe.
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And you know that it's taken it's share of me,
Em
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Even though you take such good care of me .
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Now you say Morocco, and that makes me smile,
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The dreams are rolling down across
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the places in my mind,
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And I've just had a taste of something fine.
The future hides and the past just slides,
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Em
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G7M
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Now if you see Morocco, I know you'll go in style
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And while you're there I was hoping you might
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keep it in your mind,
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