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This was an actual account |
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Of the operational experience |
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When he thought at first he was going out |
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In fact, he was going in for it |
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When do I quit? |
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Where do I quit? |
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I need to know |
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I can't leave this bench alone |
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To be with my darling |
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When do I quit? |
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C.O., can you digress |
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Self, when it came like the wind |
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Chino |
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One note, a slide |
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Mister |
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When do I quit this hell? |
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When do I quit this hospital? |
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My darling darling is waiting |
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Chino |
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The warmth that is inside |
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Cannot be made |
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By your own stain's ink |
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She has lips like Fedde Le Grand |
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The warmth that is sliding |
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Cannot be made |
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When do I quit? |
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Can I leave this trench alone? |
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You alright there, kid? |
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When can I leave this bed alone? |
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When can I leave this theater alone? |
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Chino |
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Chino in a suit |
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Chino |
