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young man i think i know you |
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your face reminds me of a place |
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i went to as a young boy |
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it feels like yesterday |
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you're married now with children |
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and lines have started on your face |
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it must be all the worry |
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of joining the rat-race |
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isn't it strange how people change? |
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i never liked you anyway |
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your wifes of pale complexion |
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packed a case the other day |
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as yet she hasn't told you |
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she'll soon be far away |
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at school you were a captain |
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a faded memory |
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it must be all the worry |
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so now you just complain |
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isn't it strange how people change? |
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i never liked you anyway |
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isn't it strange how people change? |
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and now you wish for yesterday |