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Rawlins, Steve, arr.
Autumn in New York
Do you know what it means
Ev'ry time we say goodbye
I could write a book
I got it bad
It might as well be Spring
Just one more chance
Lush life
Manhattan
My romance
Nature boy
The nearness of you
A nightinglae sang in berkeley Square
Solitude
Spring can really hang you up the most