It's hard to remember that one September All the frontiers through which I crept, well the displaced we forget But the dope and the girls and the wine, oh hell, they were so fine What a wonderful, wonderful world No, I can't remember not any December It seemed I was always leaving maybe you know that feeling? But I never forgot my lines I still hear them all the time What a wonderful, wonderful world. The dope and the wine and the stage, They gave back to me what I gave. What a wonderful, wonderful, womderful -
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All the frontiers through which I crept,
well the displaced we forget
But the dope and the girls and the wine,
oh hell, they were so fine
What a wonderful, wonderful world
No, I can't remember not any December
It seemed I was always leaving
maybe you know that feeling?
But I never forgot my lines
I still hear them all the time
What a wonderful, wonderful world.
The dope and the wine and the stage,
They gave back to me what I gave.
What a wonderful, wonderful, womderful -
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