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I've decided we're dyin' in Chicago
Promise no tomorrow
Baby, put on your Sunday best
And lay your tired heart to rest
And hold me forevermore
A pill that you can swallow
Where you go, I follow
Oh, and I know it's getting cold
At least we're never gettin' old
And you'll be mine forevermore
Oh, do you think it's romantic, really
To love and die in Chicago, baby?