I used to sit by my fireplace And dream about you. But now that won't do. There's a flaw in my flue...
Your lovely face in my firplace Was all that I saw But now it won't draw, 'Cause my flue has a flaw.
From every beautiful ember a memory arose. Now I try to remember and smoke gets in my nose... It's not as sweet by the unit-heat To dream about you. So darling, adieu... There's a flaw in my flue.
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