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It's a sunny day in california |
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But that old sun it's shining on me right here at home |
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It's one of those days |
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When those great ideas they just seem to fall out on you |
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And they always fall the greatest when you're falling all alone |
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It makes for a good day for some serious reflection |
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And massive rationalization |
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For contemplating the future of the future |
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And the last of the past |
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And wondering if you could ever forgive me darling |
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All the trouble that i put to you |
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And if i could forget all those questions |
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That i never asked |
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And if i could forgive |
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The temporary weight gain due to excess water retention |
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I could forgive the rest too |
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It's just a fact of life |
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That no one cares to mention |
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She wasn't good |
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But she had good intentions |
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So the grass it grows |
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When the sun it shines |
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And my face it glows |
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When the woman's mine |
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And you say i'm a fool-around |
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Honey that may be true |
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But i'd sooner fool around |
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Than be a fool for a fool |
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And if i could forgive |
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The unadulterated adulterating apprehension |
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I could forgive the rest too |
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It's just a fact of life |
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That no one cares to mention |
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She wasn't good |
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But she had good intentions |
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So i'm twenty-six and rising |
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Still too young to live |
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But too low to go |
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I guess it's the process |
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Of learning to excess |
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All of those things |
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That you already know |
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And if i could forgive |
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The honey-i-swear-it-didn't-mean-a-thing-to-me |
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Attempt at abstention |
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I could forgive the rest too |
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It's just a fact of life |
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That no ones cares to mention |
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She wasn't good |
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But she had good intentions |