WEST MAYFAIR (I LOVE YOU, YOU'RE MY KIND OF PERSON)
(Bob Coltman)

We met in an all-nite donut place,
We had it to ourselves, except the all-nite cops were there,
Right then I saw you were my kind of person,
It was two-forty-seven a.m. in West Mayfair.

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I love you - you're my kind of person -
Just as well we're each other's kind of person,
We've been places together that didn't cost much,
Takin' buses from West Mayfair.

We've been places like Cleveland and Utica,
Sleepin' in rear seats, savin' motel money,
We were someplace not far north of Shreveport,
You said, I love you, I said, I love you too, honey,
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We took in a couple of used bookstores,
A triple feature, a soda fountain,
Spent our honeymoon sleeping in a roadside
By the last trailer park to Sunset Mountain,
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When we got home we went for all-nite donuts,
But the shop was converted to a Laundromat,
So we watched our soapy clothes go round,
Anybody else I guess woulda left each other flat, but
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We prob'ly won't move, as we haven't the boxes,
So we'll probably stay more or less right here,
It's a life - we often say so -
By hooky or crooky in West Mayfair.

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