[Chorus:]
Love is a memory that she'll always hold
Cuz love in a memory never grows old
Why she did leave him, well nobody knows
Love in a memory never grows old
Now he works the toll booth on the New Jersey Turnpike
The ring on his finger grows cold to the bone
His sons were all dreamers who cheat on their own wives
He still dreams of St. Paul when he's cheating alone
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