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(ronnie lane, ron wood, rod stewart) |
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It's hard to believe that this is the place |
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Where we were so happy all our lives. |
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Now so empty inside and feelin' no pain. |
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Waitin' for a hammer and a big ball and chain. |
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They can tear it all down and build something new, |
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Then only i'll remember what was here. |
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Tomorrow comes easy, just another day gone |
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How hong will i have to keep returning? |
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Now i look back, think i've known all the time, |
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I've been fightin' myself for so long. |
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All the vows that we made, gone for old rags and lumber |
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Disappear on a cart down the road |
