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It's
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my
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Jordan
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year
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And
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I
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thought
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this
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shit
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would
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look
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good
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on
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me
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But
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I
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just
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feel
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weird
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And
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I
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still
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can't
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fly
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Thought
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I'd
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be
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ahead,
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but
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I'm
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down
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by
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five
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I'm
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on
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fight
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or
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flight
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And
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I
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still
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can't
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fly
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Everything
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looks
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good
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Lyrics
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on
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paper
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Displayed
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on
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the
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shelf
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And
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nobody
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thinks
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they
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should
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save
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her
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'Cause
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she's
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doin'
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well
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Three
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hundred
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sixty-five
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days
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later,
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I
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still
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haven't
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learned
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to
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calm
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down
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But
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I
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blow
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candles
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out
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My
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wish
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should
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be
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different
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by
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now
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But
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tomorrow
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I
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turn
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twenty-three
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And
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it
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feels
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like
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everyone
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hates
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me
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So,
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how
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old
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do
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you
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have
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to
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be
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To
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live
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so
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young
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and
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careless?
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My
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wish
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is
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that
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I
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cared
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less
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At
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twenty-three
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The
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bags
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on
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my
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eyes
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No,
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they're
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not
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designer,
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but
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they're
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overpriced
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I
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paid
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for
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with
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cryin'
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(Cry,
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cry,
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cry)
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And
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every
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ex
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hits
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my
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phone
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Like,
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"Happy
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birthday,
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are
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you
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alone?"
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You
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tried
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to
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ruin
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twenty-two
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So
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don't
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pretend
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that
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now
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we're
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cool
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Everything
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looks
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good
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on
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paper
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Displayed
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on
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the
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shelf
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And
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nobody
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thinks
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they
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should
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save
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her
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'Cause
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she's
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doin'
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well
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Three
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hundred
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sixty-five
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days
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later,
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I
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still
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haven't
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learned
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to
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calm
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down
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But
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I
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blow
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candles
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out
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My
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wish
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should
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be
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different
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by
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now
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But
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tomorrow
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I
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turn
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twenty-three
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And
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it
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feels
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like
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everyone
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hates
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me
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So,
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how
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old
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do
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you
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have
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to
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be
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Lyrics
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To
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live
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so
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young
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and
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careless?
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My
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wish
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is
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that
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I
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cared
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less
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At
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twenty-three
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It's
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my
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Jordan
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year
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(You
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tried
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to
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ruin
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twenty-two)
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No
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they're
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not
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designer,
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but
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they're
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(So
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don't
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pretend
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that
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now
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we're
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cool)
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Tomorrow
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I
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turn
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twenty-three
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To
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be
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so
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young
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and
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careless?
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My
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wish
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is
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that
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I
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cared
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less
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Happy
|
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birthday,
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happy
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birthday
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I
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hope
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that
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I'll
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see
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twenty-four
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I
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hope
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I'll
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understand
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me
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more
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I
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hope
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my
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bed
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is
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off
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the
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floor
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I
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hope
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that
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I
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can
|
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care
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less,
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but
|
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I'm
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afraid
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to
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care
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less
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