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Can I buy you an ice cream cone?
Call you every night on the telephone?
Until one day
I make my way
Up to the gate of your big Stone House
Maybe some wine and candlelight
Or driving out late on a rainy night
Until I see
You smile at me
.From the top-story window of your big
Stone House.


Now everybody seems to know your name
And all the world it seems can play your game
But I can't get by
No matter how I try
I fall down, fall down (in a rhythm the same)
Why?


Can I bring a pussy willow up to your door
Bang your piano til my wrists get sore
Until you smile
And let me in a while
Sittin' with you in your big Stone House.
Will you come dance in a bar downtown?
And drink with me til we both fall down?
I'll drive and drive
Til I finally arrive
Right up at the gate of your big Stone House.


Now everybody seems to love your ride
And all the world it seems can come inside
But I can't get by
No matter how I try
I fall down, fall down (in a rhythm the same)
Why?


Can I buy you an ice-cream cone?
Can I have you all for my own?
Until I find
Some peace of mind
Up there on the stair of your big Stone House.
Can I buy you an ice cream cone?   Call you every night on the telephone?   Until one day   I make my way   Up to the gate of your big Stone House   Maybe some wine and candlelight   Or driving out late on a rainy night   Until I see   You smile at me   .From the top-story window of your big    Stone House.         Now everybody seems to know your name   And all the world it seems can play your game   But I can't get by   No matter how I try   I fall down, fall down (in a rhythm the same)   Why?         Can I bring a pussy willow up to your door   Bang your piano til my wrists get sore   Until you smile   And let me in a while   Sittin' with you in your big Stone House.   Will you come dance in a bar downtown?   And drink with me til we both fall down?   I'll drive and drive   Til I finally arrive   Right up at the gate of your big Stone House.         Now everybody seems to love your ride   And all the world it seems can come inside   But I can't get by   No matter how I try   I fall down, fall down (in a rhythm the same)   Why?         Can I buy you an ice-cream cone?   Can I have you all for my own?   Until I find   Some peace of mind   Up there on the stair of your big Stone House.
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