Take these arms of mine, throw them away

They're just souvenirs of some other day

Take these lips of mine, they're useless to me

They're just souvenirs of things that used to be



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They're just souvenirs and who needs 'em now

They're just bits and pieces of my yesterday, anyhow

Take this old heart of mine, it's been beating too long

It's just a souvenir of something that went wrong



Take my yesterdays, the minutes, the hours

They're just souvenirs, they'll fade like the flowers

Take these eyes before I see her again

They're just souvenirs of things that might have been



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Ol' T's just a souvenir of something that went wrong