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He
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said
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the
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way
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my
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blue
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eyes
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shined
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Put
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those
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Georgia
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stars
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to
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shame
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that
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night
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I
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said,
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"That's
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a
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lie"
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Just
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a
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boy
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in
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a
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Chevy
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truck
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That
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had
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a
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tendency
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of
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gettin'
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stuck
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On
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backroads
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at
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night
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And
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I
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was
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right
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there
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beside
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him
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all
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summer
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long
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And
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then
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the
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time
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Lyrics
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we
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woke
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up
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to
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find
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that
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summer
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gone
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But
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when
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you
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think
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Tim
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McGraw
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I
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hope
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you
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think
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my
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favorite
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song
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The
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one
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we
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danced
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to
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all
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night
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long
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The
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moon
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like
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a
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spotlight
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on
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the
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lake
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When
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you
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think
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happiness
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I
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hope
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you
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think
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that
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little
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black
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dress
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Think
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of
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my
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head
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Lyrics
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on
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your
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chest
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And
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my
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old
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faded
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blue
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jeans
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When
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you
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think
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Tim
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McGraw
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I
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hope
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you
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think
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of
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me
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September
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saw
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a
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month
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of
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tears
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And
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thankin'
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God
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that
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you
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weren't
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here
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To
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see
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me
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like
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that
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But
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in
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a
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box
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beneath
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my
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bed
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Is
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a
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letter
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that
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you
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never
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read
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From
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three
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summers
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back
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It's
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hard
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not
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to
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find
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it
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all
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a
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little
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bittersweet
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And
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lookin'
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back
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on
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all
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of
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that,
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it's
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nice
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to
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believe
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When
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you
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think
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Tim
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Mcgraw
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I
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hope
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you
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think
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my
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favorite
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song
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The
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one
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we
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danced
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to
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all
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night
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long
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The
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moon
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like
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a
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spotlight
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on
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the
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Lyrics
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lake
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When
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you
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think
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happiness
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I
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hope
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you
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think
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that
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little
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black
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dress
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Think
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of
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my
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head
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on
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your
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chest
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And
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my
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old
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faded
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blue
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jeans
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When
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you
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think
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Tim
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McGraw
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I
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hope
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you
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think
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of
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me
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And
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I'm
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back
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for
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the
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first
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time
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since
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then
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I'm
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standin'
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on
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your
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street
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And
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Lyrics
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there's
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a
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letter
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left
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on
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your
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doorstep
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And
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the
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first
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thing
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that
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you'll
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read
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Is,
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"When
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you
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think
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Tim
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McGraw
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I
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hope
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you
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think
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my
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favorite
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song
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Someday
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you'll
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turn
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your
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radio
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on
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I
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hope
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it
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takes
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you
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back
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to
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that
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place"
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When
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you
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think
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happiness
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I
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hope
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you
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think
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that
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little
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Lyrics
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black
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dress
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Think
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of
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my
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head
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on
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your
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chest
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And
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my
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old
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faded
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blue
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jeans
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When
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you
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think
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Tim
|
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McGraw
|
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I
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hope
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you
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think
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of
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me
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Oh,
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think
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of
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|
me,
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|
mmm
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He
|
|
said
|
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the
|
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way
|
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my
|
|
blue
|
|
eyes
|
|
shined
|
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Put
|
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those
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Georgia
|
|
stars
|
|
to
|
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shame
|
|
that
|
|
night
|
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I
|
|
said,
|
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"That's
|
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a
|
|
lie"
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