Answer
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We
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were
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in
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the
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backseat
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Drunk
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on
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something
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stronger
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than
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the
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drinks
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in
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the
|
bar
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"I
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rent
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a
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place
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on
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Cornelia
|
Street"
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I
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say
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casually
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in
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the
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car
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We
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were
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a
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fresh
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page
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on
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the
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desk
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Filling
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in
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the
|
blanks
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as
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we
|
go
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As
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if
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the
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street
|
lights
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pointed
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in
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an
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arrowhead
|
|
us
|
home
|
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Answer
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And
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I
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hope
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I
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never
|
lose
|
you
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hope
|
it
|
never
|
ends
|
I'd
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never
|
walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
That's
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the
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kind
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of
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heartbreak
|
time
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could
|
never
|
mend
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I'd
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never
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walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
And
|
baby
|
I
|
get
|
mystified
|
by
|
how
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this
|
city
|
screams
|
your
|
name
|
And
|
baby
|
I'm
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so
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terrified
|
of
|
if
|
you
|
ever
|
walk
|
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Answer
|
away
|
I'd
|
never
|
walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
I'd
|
never
|
walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
Windows
|
swung
|
right
|
open
|
autumn
|
air
|
Jacket
|
'round
|
my
|
shoulders
|
is
|
yours
|
We
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bless
|
the
|
rains
|
on
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
Memorize
|
the
|
creaks
|
in
|
the
|
floor
|
Back
|
when
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we
|
were
|
card
|
sharks
|
playing
|
games
|
I
|
thought
|
you
|
were
|
leading
|
me
|
on
|
I
|
|
Answer
|
packed
|
my
|
bags
|
left
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
Before
|
you
|
even
|
knew
|
I
|
was
|
gone
|
But
|
then
|
you
|
called
|
showed
|
your
|
hand
|
I
|
turned
|
around
|
before
|
I
|
hit
|
the
|
tunnel
|
Sat
|
on
|
the
|
roof
|
you
|
and
|
I
|
I
|
hope
|
I
|
never
|
lose
|
you
|
hope
|
it
|
never
|
ends
|
I'd
|
never
|
walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
That's
|
the
|
kind
|
|
Answer
|
of
|
heartbreak
|
time
|
could
|
never
|
mend
|
I'd
|
never
|
walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
And
|
baby
|
I
|
get
|
mystified
|
by
|
how
|
this
|
city
|
screams
|
your
|
name
|
And
|
baby
|
I'm
|
so
|
terrified
|
of
|
if
|
you
|
ever
|
walk
|
away
|
I'd
|
never
|
walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
I'd
|
never
|
walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
You
|
hold
|
my
|
hand
|
on
|
the
|
street
|
|
Answer
|
Walk
|
me
|
back
|
to
|
that
|
apartment
|
Years
|
ago
|
we
|
were
|
just
|
inside
|
Barefoot
|
in
|
the
|
kitchen
|
Sacred
|
new
|
beginnings
|
That
|
became
|
my
|
religion
|
listen
|
I
|
hope
|
I
|
never
|
lose
|
you
|
I'd
|
never
|
walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
Oh
|
never
|
again
|
And
|
baby
|
I
|
get
|
mystified
|
by
|
how
|
this
|
city
|
screams
|
your
|
name
|
And
|
baby
|
I'm
|
|
Answer
|
so
|
terrified
|
of
|
if
|
you
|
ever
|
walk
|
away
|
I'd
|
never
|
walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
I'd
|
never
|
walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
I
|
don't
|
wanna
|
lose
|
you
|
hope
|
it
|
never
|
ends
|
I'd
|
never
|
walk
|
Cornelia
|
Street
|
again
|
I
|
don't
|
wanna
|
lose
|
you
|
yeah
|
"I
|
rent
|
a
|
place
|
on
|
Cornelia
|
Street"
|
I
|
say
|
casually
|
in
|
the
|
car
|
|