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If your memory serves you well |
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We were going to meet again and wait |
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So I'm going to unpack all my things |
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And sit before it gets too late |
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No man alive will comfort you |
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With another tale to tell |
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You know that we shall meet again |
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If your memory serves you well |
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Wheel's on fire, rolling down the road |
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Best notify my next of kin this wheel shall explode |
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If your memory serves you well |
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I was going to confiscate your lace |
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And wrap it up in a sailor's knot |
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And hide it in your case |
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If I knew for sure that it was yours |
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But it was oh so hard to tell |
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You know that we shall meet again |
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If your memory serves you well |
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Wheel's on fire, rolling down the road |
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Best notify my next of kin this wheel shall explode |
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If your memory serves you well |
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Then you'll remember you're the one |
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You called on them to call on him |
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To get you your favors done |
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But after every plan had failed |
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There was nothing more to tell |
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You know that we shall meet again |
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If your memory serves you well |
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Wheel's on fire, rolling down the road |
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Best notify my next of kin this wheel shall explode |
