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I'm inE youE6r arEms, and you arF#me kissing me,
But there sA9eems toAm7 be B7 Cdimsomething E4missEingin yourB7 kissEing.
TEhe lE6ove Ewe knew is F#mjust a memory;
It'Cdims turned Am7intoB7 Cdim a coB7medy.
EmThe thrill is B5gone, the thA9rill is gA7one;
I caAm7n see D9it in D7your eyes, I cG6an Fhear it in youB7r sigEmhs,
Feel your touch and realizeC7 the tAmhrill F#7is gB7one,
EmThe nights are cB7old, for love is old. A9 A7
Am7Love was gD9rand when D7love was new G6
FBirds were singing, skieB7s were blueEm.
Now I don't appeal tC7o you the thrAmill isF#7 gonB7e,
ThB7is isG the end, so whF#7y pretend Em
And Am7let it F7lingerF7 oB7n? The tB7hrill B5is gEmone. F#7 B7
EI'm E6in yEour arms, and F#myou are kissing me,
But there sA9eems toAm7 be B7 Cdimsomething E4missEingin yourB7 kissEing.
TEhe lE6ove Ewe knew is F#mjust a memory;
It'Cdims turned Am7intoB7 Cdim a coB7medy.
EmThe thrill is B5gone, the thA9rill is gA7one;
I caAm7n see D9it in D7your eyes, I cG6an Fhear it in youB7r sigEmhs,
Feel your touch and realizeC7 the tAmhrill F#7is gB7one,
EmThe nights are cB7old, for love is old. A9 A7
Am7Love was gD9rand when D7love was new G6
FBirds were singing, skieB7s were blueEm.
Now I don't appeal tC7o you the thrAmill isF#7 gonB7e,
ThB7is isG the end, so whF#7y pretend Em
And Am7let it F7lingerF7 oB7n? The tB7hrill B5is gEmone F#7 B7
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