[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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I've grown ac - customed to her face,
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she almost makes my day begin,
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I've grown accustomed to the tune,
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she whistles night and noon,
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Her smiles, her frowns, her ups, her downs;
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Are second nature to me now,
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like breathing out and breathing in,
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I was serenely independent and content before we met,
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Surely I could always be that way again and yet;
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I've grown accustomed to her looks,
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Accustomed to her voice, accustomed to her face.
[Verse 2]
Eb Ebmaj7
I've grown ac - customed to her face,
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she almost makes my day begin,
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I've gotten used to hear her say:
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Good morning ev'ry day,
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Her joys, her woes, her highs, her lows;
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Are second nature to me now,
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like breathing out and breathing in,
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I'm very grateful she's a woman and so easy to forget;
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rather like a habit one can always break and yet,
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I've grown accustomed to the trace,
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of something in the air, accustomed to her face.