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High school seemed like such a blur, |
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I didn't have much interest in sports or school elections. |
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And in class I dreamed all day, |
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Of a rock 'n' roll weekend |
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And the girl in the front of the room, |
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So close yet so far y'know she never seemed to notice |
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That this silly schoolboy crush |
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Wasn't just pretend. |
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Life goes by so fast |
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You only want to do what you think is right. |
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Close your eyes and then it's past; |
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Story of my life |
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And I went down my old neighborhood |
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The faces have all changed there's no one left to talk to |
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And the pool hall I loved as a kid |
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Is now a Seven Eleven |
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I went downtown to look for a job |
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I had no training, no experience to speak of. |
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I looked at the holes in my jeans |
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And turned and headed back. |
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Good times come and good times go, |
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I only wish the good times would last a little longer. |
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I think about the good times we had |
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And why they had to end. |
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So I sit at the edge of my bed |
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I strum my guitar and I sing an outlaw love song. |
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Thinkin' 'bout what you're doin' now |
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And when you're comin' back. |
