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Well you know |
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And you go |
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When i'm alone i have no cause |
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To think about the shit we used to know |
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Made of snow |
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Well you came |
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And you stayed |
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No one here to raise a toast |
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Be my guest and i will be a host |
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To a rock 'n' roll ghost |
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Well, you said, |
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"he's better off dead" |
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You think that i might have heard a word |
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But i was much too young |
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And much too cool for words |
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Look at me now |
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No one here to raise a toast |
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Take me by the hand, man, raise a toast |
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A rock 'n' roll ghost |
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To a rock 'n' roll ghost |
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We don't know until we're gone |
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There's no one here to raise a toast |
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I look into the mirror and i see |
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A rock 'n' roll ghost |
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A rock 'n' roll ghost |
