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Lyrics
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They
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tell
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you
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while
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you're
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young
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"Girls,
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go
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out
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and
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have
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your
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fun"
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Then
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they
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hunt
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and
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slay
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the
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ones
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who
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actually
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do
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it
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Criticize
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the
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way
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you
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fly
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When
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you're
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soaring
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through
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the
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sky
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Shoot
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you
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you
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down
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and
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then
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they
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sigh
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And
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say,
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"She
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looks
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like
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she's
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been
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through
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it"
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Lord,
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what
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will
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become
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of
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me
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Once,
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I've
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lost
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my
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novelty?
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I've
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had
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too
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much
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to
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drink
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tonight
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And
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I
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know
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it's
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sad,
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but
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this
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is
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what
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I
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think
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about
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And
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I
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wake
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up
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in
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the
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middle
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of
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the
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night
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It's
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like
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I
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can
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feel
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time
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moving
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How
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can
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a
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person
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know
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everythin'
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at
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eighteen
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But
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nothin'
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at
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twenty-
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two?
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And
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will
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you
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still
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want
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me
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When
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I'm
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nothing
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new?
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How
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long
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will
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it
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be
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cute,
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all
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this
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cryin'
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in
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my
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room?
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When
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you
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can't
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blame
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it
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on
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my
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youth
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And
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roll
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your
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eyes
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with
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affection
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And
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my
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cheeks
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are
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growing
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tired
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From
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turning
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red
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and
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faking
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smiles
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Are
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we
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only
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biding
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time
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'til
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I
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lose
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your
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attention?
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And
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someone
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else
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lights
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up
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the
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room
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(Ah)
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People
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love
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an
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ingenue
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(Ah)
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I've
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had
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(I've
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had)
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too
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much
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to
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drink
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tonight
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How
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did
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I
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go
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from
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growin'
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up
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to
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breaking
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down?
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And
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I
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wake
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up
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(Wake
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up)
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in
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the
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middle
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of
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the
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night
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It's
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like
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I
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can
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feel
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time
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movin'
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How
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can
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a
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person
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know
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everything
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at
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eighteen
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But
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nothing
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at
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twenty-
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two?
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And
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will
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you
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still
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want
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me
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When
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I'm
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nothing
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new?
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I
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know
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someday
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I'm
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gonna
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meet
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her,
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it's
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a
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fever
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dream
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The
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kind
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of
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radiance
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you
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only
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have
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at
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seventeen
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She'll
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know
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the
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way
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and
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then
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she'll
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say
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she
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got
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the
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map
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from
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me
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I'll
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Lyrics
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say
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I'm
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happy
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for
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her,
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then
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I'll
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cry
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myself
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to
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sleep
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Oh,
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woah,
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oh
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(Oh)
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Oh,
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woah,
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oh,
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woah,
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oh
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(Oh)
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I've
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had
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(I've
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had)
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too
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much
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to
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drink
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tonight
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But
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I
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wonder
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if
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they'll
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miss
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me
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once
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they
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drive
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me
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out
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I
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wake
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up
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(Wake
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Lyrics
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up)
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in
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the
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middle
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of
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the
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night
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And
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I
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can
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feel
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time
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moving
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How
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can
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a
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person
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know
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everything
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at
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eighteen
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But
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nothing
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at
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twenty-
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two?
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And
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will
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you
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still
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want
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me
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Will
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you
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still
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want
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me
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Will
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you
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still
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want
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me
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When
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I'm
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nothing
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new?
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