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I walked to school every day with a boy up the street |
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Our mothers declared we were friends, so it was to be |
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He listed by number the girls he had kissed |
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And how sweet they tasted and haw soft their lips |
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When we got to school I hid out by the playground to read |
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O boy, just hold on, boy |
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O, remember this day |
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If ever you find it, boy, never let love get away |
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The first time she noticed me my lace was crimson with shame |
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My quest for attention had led to them laughing again |
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A couple years later she leaned in to whisper |
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Compassion and kindness, as I went to kiss her |
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She suddenly vanished... |
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Oh, the ache... |
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O boy, just hold on, boy |
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O, remember this day |
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If ever you find it, boy, never let love get away |
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I waited so long |
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When I finally found you |
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I was a madman, drunk with desire |
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You were a lifeboat, I was on fire |
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Now that it's over |
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The damage is seen |
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All I can say is |
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Could you forgive me? |
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Boy, just hold on, boy |
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Remember this pain |
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If ever you find it again, boy |
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Give her room to learn to love you and maybe she'll stay... |