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I'm in a tight spot |
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Wondering whether or not, |
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You still recall me, |
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Or is it just plain to see, |
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That this was our last goodbye, |
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A final fare thee well, |
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The night before we die... |
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Slowly I begin to see, |
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That growing old is meant to be, |
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But still I find it hard to deal |
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And with the fact that those days are gone, |
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Oh sweet sixteen you're lost and gone forever; |
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My back is aching, |
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My ears have started to ring, |
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And I wake up grumpy every morning, |
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I'm not what I used to be, |
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A Duracel kanin, |
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That's energy in Swedish; |
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