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in the days of my youth |
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i was told what it means to be a man |
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and now i've reached that age |
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i've tried to do all those things the best i can |
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no matter how i try |
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i find my way to the same old jam |
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good times, bad times, you know I've had my share |
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when my woman left home for a brown-eyed man |
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but i still don't seem to care |
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sixteen, i fell in love with a girl as sweet as could be |
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it only took a couple of days 'till she was rid of me |
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she swore that she woul d be all mine, love me 'till the end |
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but when i whispered in her ear, i lost another friend, oh |
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good times, bad times, you know i've had my share |
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when my woman left home for a brown-eyed man |
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but i still don't seem to care |
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good times, bad times, you know i've had my share |
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when my woman left home for a brown-eyed man |
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but i still don't seem to care |
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i know what it means to be alone |
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i sure do wish i was at home |
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i don't care what the neighbours say |
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i'm gonna love you, each and every day |
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you can feel the beat within my heart |
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realize, sweet babe, we ain't never gonna part |
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i feel good when i look into your eyes |
