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  1. Angelique
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Lyrics

She’s up in a plane

Floating somewhere

In a golden spotted midnight sky

Maybe reading a book

Kicked back in her chair

Or messing with that little light

There’s a little bit less to do

There’s a little bit less of a spark

There’s a little bit less of me

Here when she’s gone



My Angelique

Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for

Angelique

To get back

My Angelique

Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for

Angelique

To get back

Home to me

When she gets home

We’re gonna sleep in

Maybe wake up around dinner time

For coffee and eggs

And pancakes from scratch

Maybe followed by a bubble bath

There’s a little bit less to do

There’s a little bit less of a spark

There’s a little bit less of me

Here when she’s gone



My Angelique

Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for

Angelique

To get back

My Angelique

Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for

Angelique

To get back

Home to me

The next time she goes

I’m going too

To make sure she safely arrives

We’ll go to lunch

or visit with friends

but we’ll wake up with each other then



There’s a little bit less to do

There’s a little bit less of a spark

There’s a little bit less of me

Here when she’s gone



My Angelique

Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for

Angelique

To get back

My Angelique

Sittin’ up late, waitin’ for

Angelique

To get back

Home to me