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Hey
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Dorothea,
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do
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you
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ever
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stop
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and
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think
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about
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me?
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When
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we
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were
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younger
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down
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in
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the
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park,
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honey,
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making
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a
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lark
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of
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the
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misery
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You
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got
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shiny
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friends
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since
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you
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left
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town
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A
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tiny
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screen's
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the
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only
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place
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I
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see
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you
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now
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And
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I
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got
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nothing
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but
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well
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wishes
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for
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ya
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Ooh
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This
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place
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is
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the
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same
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as
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it
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ever
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was
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Ooh
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But
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you
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don't
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like
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it
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that
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way
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It's
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never
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too
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late
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to
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come
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back
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to
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my
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side
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The
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stars
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in
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your
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eyes
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shined
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brighter
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in
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Tupelo
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And
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if
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you're
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ever
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tired
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of
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being
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known
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for
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who
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you
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know,
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you
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know,
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you'll
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always
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know
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me
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Dorothea
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Dorothea
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Ooh,
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you're
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a
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queen
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selling
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dreams,
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selling
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make
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up
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and
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magazines
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Ooh,
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from
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you,
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I'd
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buy
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anything
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Hey
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Dorothea,
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do
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you
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ever
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stop
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and
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think
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about
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me?
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When
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it
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was
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calmer
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Skipping
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the
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prom
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just
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to
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piss
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off
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your
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mom
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and
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her
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pagaent
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schemes
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And
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damn,
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Dorothea,
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they
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all
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wanna
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be
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ya
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But
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are
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you
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still
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the
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same
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soul
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I
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met
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under
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the
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bleachers?
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Well
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ooh
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Guess
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I'll
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never
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now
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Ooh
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And
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you'll
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go
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on
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with
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the
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show
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But
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it's
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never
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too
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late
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to
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come
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back
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to
|
my
|
side
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The
|
stars
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in
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your
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eyes
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shined
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brighter
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in
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Tupelo
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And
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if
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you're
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ever
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tired
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of
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being
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known
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for
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who
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you
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know,
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you
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know,
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you'll
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always
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know
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me
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Dorothea
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Dorothea
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