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Five, six, seven, eight! |
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All the time, awake |
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You're still on my mind |
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But we were on our own |
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Almost all the time |
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And she'll step away |
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For a second or two |
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And I close my eyes |
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And I think of you |
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We were only seventeen |
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We were holding in our screams |
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Like we'd torn it from the pages |
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Of some lipstick magazine |
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And you scratch and turn |
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And say, "let's burn ourselves up 'til we scream" |
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Like gasoline |
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Those tender days |
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At your mother's house |
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And your father would find |
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My hand inside your blouse |
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But they tell me that |
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You're married now |
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Oh my dear, I fear |
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I can't understand how |
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We were only seventeen |
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We were holding back our screams |
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Like we'd torn our lives from the pages |
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Of some girly magazines |
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And you scratch and turn |
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And say, "let's burn these sheets down to the seams" |
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Like gasoline |
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I was only twenty one |
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I wasn't having any fun |
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And the words you said |
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Tore through my head |
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Like bullets from a gun |
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And I shoulda just shown up and said, |
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"Get in this car, let's run" |
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And these years have seen |
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So many imitations turning green |
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Each like the last, they go right past, |
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Like credits on a screen |
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But your memory blazes through me |
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Burning everything |
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Like gasoline |
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Like gasoline |
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Like gasoline |