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I have to forget my sorrow
For the day after tomorrow
I’d be visitin’ someone dear
Someone far and almost near
I have to forget my fears
Wiping out all my tears
Waiting for his arrival
I guess I’ve got a rival
I have to forget my pains
Polishing all my nails
Givin’ my hair a style
Lest he passes me by
I have to forget myself
Breakin’ the mirror on the shelf
Got to smile and look ahead
After all makin’ my bed
I have to forget my sorrow
For the day after tomorrow
He’d be comin’ my way
I’d call it a lucky day!
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