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Vintage
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tee,
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brand
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new
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phone
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High
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heels
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on
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cobblestone
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When
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you
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are
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young,
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they
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assume
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you
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know
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nothing
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Sequin
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smile,
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black
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lipstick
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Sensual
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politics
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When
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you
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are
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young,
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they
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assume
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you
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know
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nothing
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But
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I
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knew
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you
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dancin'
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in
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your
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Levi's,
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drunk
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under
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a
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street
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light
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I,
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I
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knew
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you,
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hand
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under
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my
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sweatshirt
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Baby,
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kiss
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it
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better,
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I
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And
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when
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I
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felt
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like
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I
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was
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an
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old
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cardigan
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under
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someone's
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bed,
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you
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put
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me
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on
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and
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said
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I
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was
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your
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favorite
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A
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friend
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to
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all
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is
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a
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friend
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to
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none
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Chase
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two
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girls,
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lose
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the
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one
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When
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you
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are
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young,
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they
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assume
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you
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know
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nothin'
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But
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I
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knew
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you,
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playing
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hide
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and
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seek,
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and
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giving
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me
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your
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weekends
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I,
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I
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knew
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you
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your
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heartbeat
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on
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the
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High
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Line,
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once
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in
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20
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lifetimes,
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I
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And
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when
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I
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felt
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like
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I
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was
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an
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old
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cardigan
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under
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someone's
|
bed,
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you
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put
|
me
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on
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and
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said
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I
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was
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your
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favorite
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To
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kiss
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in
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cars
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and
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downtown
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bars
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was
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all
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we
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needed
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You
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drew
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stars
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around
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my
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scars,
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but
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now
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I'm
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bleedin'
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'Cause
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I
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knew
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you,
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steppin'
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on
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the
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last
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train,
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marked
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me
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like
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a
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bloodstain
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I,
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I
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knew
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you
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Tried
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to
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change
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the
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ending,
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Peter
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losing
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Wendy
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I,
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I
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knew
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you,
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leavin'
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like
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a
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father,
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running
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like
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water,
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I
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And
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when
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you
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are
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young,
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they
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assume
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you
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know
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nothing
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But
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I
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knew
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you'd
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linger
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like
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a
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tattoo
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kiss
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Knew
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you'd
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haunt
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all
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of
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my
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what
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ifs
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The
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smell
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of
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smoke
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would
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hang
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around
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this
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long
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'Cause
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I
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knew
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everything
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when
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I
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was
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young
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I
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knew
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I'd
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curse
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you
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for
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the
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longest
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time
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Chasin'
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shadows
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in
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the
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grocery
|
line
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I
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knew
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you'd
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miss
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me
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once
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the
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thrill
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expired,
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and
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you'd
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be
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standin'
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in
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my
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front
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porch
|
light
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And
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I
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knew
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you'd
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come
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back
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to
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me
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You'd
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come
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back
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to
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me
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And
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you'd
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come
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back
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to
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me
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And
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you'd
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come
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back
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And
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when
|
I
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felt
|
like
|
I
|
was
|
an
|
old
|
cardigan
|
under
|
someone's
|
bed,
|
you
|
put
|
me
|
on
|
and
|
said
|
I
|
was
|
your
|
favorite
|
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