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Don't get around much anymoreink spotswhen i'm not playing solitairei take a book down from the shelfand what with programs on the airi keep pretty much to myselfmissed the saturday danceheard they crowded the floorcouldn't bare it without youdon't get around much anymoreoh, darling, i guessmy minds more at easebut never the lesswhy stir up memoriesbeen invited all daymight have gone, but what forawfully different without youdon't get around much anymore<instrumental>oh, darling, i guessmy minds more at easebut never the lesswhy stir up memoriesbeen invited all daymight have gone, but what forawfully different without youdon't get around much anymoredon't get around much anymoredon't get around much anymore