When the Autumn has left you bare, When the Autumn has left you bare, And now that my heart is sere And now that my heart is sere Does not one of your roses care? Does not one of your roses care? Oh, help me forget—forget, Oh, help me forget—forget, Nor question over and over, Nor question over and over, "Where is your lover, Nanette? "Where is your lover, Nanette? Where is your lover—your lover?" Where is your lover—your lover?"
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