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You Don't Bring Me Flowers - Barbra Streisand (芭芭拉·史翠珊)
Written by：Neil Diamond/A. Bergman/M. Bergman
You don't bring me flowers
You don't sing me love songs
You hardly talk to me anymore
When you come through that door at the end of the day
I remember when you couldn't wait to love me
Used to hate to leave me
Now after loving me late at night
When it's good for you
And you're feeling all right
When you just roll over and turn out the light
And you don't bring me flowers anymore
It used to be so natural
To talk about forever
But used-to-bes don't count anymore
They just lay on the floor
Till we sweep them away
And baby I remember all the things you taught me
I learned how to laugh and I learned how to cry
Well I learned how to love
Even learned how to lie
So you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye
Cause you don't bring me flowers anymore
When you think I could learn how to tell you goodbye
Because you don't say you need me
You don't sing me love songs
You don't bring me flowers anymore
