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Text: Catch 22. Keasbey Nights. Walking Away.

Well, hello, how are you, won't you pull the chair?
Won't you tell me story because I really do care
About talking, talking, talking away

Here's to me, to you, to us
To everything, hope it never falls apart
We're talking, talking, talking away

Well, you look so fine and you seem so kind
And I've gotta say that I'm having a good time
Dancing, dancing, dancing away

Here's to me, to you, to us
To everything, hope it never falls apart
We're dancing, dancing dancing away

Can things get any better now?
If they can, I cannot see how
But as the time goes by, you stop and sigh
You stop and sigh and then you wonder why

Can't stop feeling as I'm walking away
And I could never understand half things you'd say
As we're walking, walking, walking away

So he said, here's to me, to you, to us
To everything that it fell apart as we're
Walking, walking, walking away

Things weren't better then
You felt that you had to pretend
But as the time goes by, you stop and sigh
You stop and sigh and then you wonder why