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Oh life, with your shoulders in the mirror |
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From the park when Dakota ran and brought you there |
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In the car when your mother lost her temper |
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The catalog and the catastrophic smile |
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Let the bugles play the sermon on the raid |
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I kissed you on the face |
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I kissed you on the playground |
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Oh Father John, you cannot tell me |
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What's right and wrong you cannot tell me |
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I jump before I get around you |
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Oh Father John |
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Pick it up with the band on the Ronald Reagan tollway |
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Don't give up, let's go forget about yourself |
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Illinois in it ran from the Ronald Reagan tollway |
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Forget about yourself and all your plans |
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Oh life, with your colorful surprises |
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Eleanor, how you put one on disguises |
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Oh Father John, you cannot tell me |
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What's right and wrong you cannot tell me |
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In the mortal life far in the morning light |
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We're back from Bloomington we let the runners win |
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Far in the morning light we let the movies play |
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A weekend from the holiday |
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Pick it up with the band on the Ronald Reagan toll way |
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Don't break down, let's go forget about yourself |
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Illinois in it ran from the Ronald Reagan toll way |
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If I'm wrong makes nothing right about yourself |
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Snowmobile on the field where the gunners throw their weight around |
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Forget about yourself and all your plans |
