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Strawberry wine |
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There's a house on a hill |
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But it isn't mine |
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I remember it used to be |
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Flown away days turn a river of steeps |
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To wash the taste of salt that the sun only gave to me, baby |
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Like fruit of your tree |
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And after all that's been around I ain't never comin' down |
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Guess I've always been around and I ain't never comin' down |
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Far away, darling |
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If I have you to lose |
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But you're not mine |
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I remember you used to |
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I blew my mind that I put in the sky |
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I won't feel the way we wept all over the place |
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The need I still hide |
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And after all that's been around I ain't never comin' down |
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I guess I've always been around and I ain't never comin' down |
