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Young lovers, young lovers, young lovers |
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I see them everywhere I go |
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Holding hands in the park |
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As the sky grows dark |
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Young lovers don't want to go home |
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Young lovers, young lovers, young lovers |
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They drive me right out of my mind |
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Lying down by the river |
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Whispering 'forever' |
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Young lovers, they don't have very long |
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Everybody was a young lover once |
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See that old man coming down the road, shuffling on a stick |
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Once he pressed a girl against a fence and drank her kiss |
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And never knew such tenderness |
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And holds still in his head that bliss |
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Now he has to sit down to take a piss |
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Young lovers, young lovers, young lovers |
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They seem to get younger every year |
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Find a job, get a loan |
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Raise some kids 'til they're grown |
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Young lovers, they don't have very long |
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Young lovers don't know what's coming on |