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| My old flame
 I can't even think of her name
 But it's funny now and then
 How my thoughts go flashing back again
 To my old flame
 
 My old flame
 My new lovers all seem so tame
 'Cause I haven't met a girl
 So magnificent or elegant
 As my old flame
 
 I've met so many who had fascinating ways
 A fascinating gaze in their eyes
 Some who took me up to the sky's
 But their attempts at love
 Were only imitations of
 
 My old flame
 I can't even think of her name
 But I'll never be the same
 Until I discover what became
 Of my old flame
 
 My old flame
 I can't even think of her name
 But I'll never be the same
 Until I discover what became
 Of my old flame
 My old flame
 Written By: (A. Johnston, S. Coslow)
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