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Yesterday, remember how clear it seemed |
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In six inch heels, quoting magazines |
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Go all the way, you knew you could |
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So far, so good |
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Someone asked, "Who do you think you are? |
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Who pays your bills? how come you came this far?" |
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Shrugged him off, and locked the door |
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So good, this far |
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Now it almost seems impossible |
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We've drunk too much and woke up everyone |
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I may be wrong, I thought we said |
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It couldn't happen here |
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I don't expect to talk in terms of sense |
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Our dignity and injured innocence |
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It contradicts your battle-scars |
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Still healed, so far |
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Now it almost seems incredible |
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We've laughed too loud and woke up everyone |
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I may be wrong, but I thought we said |
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It couldn't happen here |
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Now it almost seems impossible |
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We've found ourselves back where we started from |
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I may be wrong, I thought we said |
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It couldn't happen here |
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I may be wrong, I thought we said |
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It couldn't happen here |
