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You were standing under cherry trees |
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Now a tree trunk keeps me company |
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It won't answer but he sure can shake |
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I'll wear your trouble whatever you make |
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So fast, right now |
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I wear your rings of whatever you make |
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I don't look back, I don't look back |
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Why, why would you? |
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I don't look back, I don't look back |
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Why, why would you? |
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What you're thinking, you are never sure |
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There's a force there that you don't even know |
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You were making sweet fun of me, yes |
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Now his poster's in the station looking back at me |
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So fast, right now |
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Yet his poster's in the station looking back at me |
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I don't look back, I don't look back |
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Why, why would you? |
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I don't look back, I don't look back |
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Why, why would you? |
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You were standing under cherry trees |
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Now a tree trunk keeps me company |
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It won't answer but he sure can shake |
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I'll wear your trouble whatever you make |
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I don't look back, I don't look back |
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Why, why would you? |
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I don't look back, I don't look back |
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Why, why would you? |
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I don't look back, I don't look back |
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Why, why would you? |
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I don't look back, I don't look back |
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Why, why would you? |
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I don't look back, I don't look back |
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Why, why would you? |
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I don't look back, I won't look back |
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Why, why would you? |
