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Don't write me no more letters |
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My mailbox is full of bombs |
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Between you and the kooks on my block |
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I don't remember the good times |
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I wasn't there and you were kind |
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And my wife has some dogs in our yard |
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And I cannot hold a candle for every pretty girl |
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We were strangers many hours |
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And I missed you for so long |
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When we were lions, lovers in combat |
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Faded like your name on those jeans that I burned |
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But I am older now |
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And we did it when we were young |
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I am older now |
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And we did it when we were young |
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There are no reasons to believe |
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I buried my faith on the block |
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With your heart and your clothes |
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When I find |
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I don't feel you or recall |
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I'll put your bones out in the yard |
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Someone else to be called and called by |
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And I cannot hold a candle for every pretty girl |
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We were strangers many hours |
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And I missed you for so long |
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When we were lions, lovers in combat |
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Faded like your name on those jeans that I burned |
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But I am older now |
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And we did it when we were young |
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I am older now |
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And we did it when we were young |
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But I am older now |
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And we did it when we were young |
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I am older now |
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And we did it when we were young |
