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Bernadette
Elle Cordova
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It was a quarter 'til four a.m.
Alone in my kitchenette
That's where I met Bernadette
I still can see her now
First she kicked on the wash machine
Streaked across my TV screen
And rustled the magazines
And blew my candle out
But how many days passed since then?
Since I saw her silhouette
Now I want her back again
Oh, my Bernadette
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It was the strangest of summer dreams
Those nights she spent haunting me
She touched me across centuries
And I never felt alone
But one morning, I knew she'd gone
Left the lights and Victrola on
And I woke to the saddest song
A tune from long ago
Now it feels like I lost a friend
And I find myself wonderin'
Will she haunt my home again?
Oh, my Bernadette
And each night when I go to bed
I leave one candle flickerin'
She finds her way back again
Oh, my Bernadette
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