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When we laugh indoors, the blissful tones bounce off the walls |
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And fall to the ground |
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Peel the hardwood backs and let them loose from decades trapped |
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And listen so still |
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This city is my home construction noise all day long |
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And gutter punks bumming change |
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So I breed thicker skin and let my lustrous coat fill in |
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And I'll never admit |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
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And I've always fall fast with |
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Too much trust in the promising that |
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No one's ever been here |
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So you can quell those wet fears |
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And I want purity, I must have it here right now |
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But don't you get me started |
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Now, oh don't you get my started now |
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Don't you get me, don't you get me |
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December's chill comes late |
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The days get darker and we wait for this direness to pass |
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There's piles on the floor of artifacts from dresser drawers |
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That I'll help you pack |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
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I loved you Guenivere, I loved you Guenivere, I loved you |
