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3
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AM
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and
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I'm
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still
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awake,
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I'll
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bet
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you're
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just
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fine
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Fast
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asleep
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in
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your
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city
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that's
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better
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than
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mine
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And
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the
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girl
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in
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your
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bed
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has
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a
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fine
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pedigree
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And
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I'll
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bet
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your
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friends
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tell
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you
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she's
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better
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than
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me,
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huh
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Well,
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I
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tried
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to
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fit
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in
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with
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your
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upper
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crust
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circles
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Yeah,
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they
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let
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me
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sit
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in
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back
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when
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we
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were
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in
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love
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Oh,
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they
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sit
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around
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talkin'
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about
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the
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meaning
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of
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life
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And
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the
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book
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that
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just
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saved
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'em
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that
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I
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hadn't
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heard
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of
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But
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now
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that
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we're
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done
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and
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it's
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over
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I
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bet
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you
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couldn't
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believe
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When
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you
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realized
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I'm
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harder
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to
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forget
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than
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I
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was
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to
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leave
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And
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I
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bet
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you
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think
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about
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me
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You
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grew
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up
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in
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a
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silver
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spoon
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gated
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community
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Glamorous,
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shiny,
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bright
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Beverly
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Hills
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I
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was
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raised
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on
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a
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farm,
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no,
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it
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wasn't
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a
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mansion
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Just
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livin'
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room
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dancin'
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and
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kitchen
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table
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bills
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But
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you
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know
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what
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they
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say,
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you
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can't
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help
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who
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you
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fall
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for
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And
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you
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and
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I
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fell
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like
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an
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early
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spring
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snow
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But
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reality
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crept
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in,
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you
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said
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we're
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too
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different
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You
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laughed
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at
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my
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dreams,
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rolled
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your
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eyes
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at
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my
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jokes
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Mr.
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Superior
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Thinkin'
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Do
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you
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have
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all
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the
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space
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that
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you
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need?
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I
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don't
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have
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to
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be
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your
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shrink
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to
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know
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that
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you'll
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never
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be
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happy
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And
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I
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bet
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you
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think
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about
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me
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I
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bet
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you
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think
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about
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me,
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yes
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I
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bet
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you
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think
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about
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me
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Oh,
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block
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it
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all
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out
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The
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voices
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so
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loud,
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sayin'
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"Why
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did
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you
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let
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her
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go?"
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Does
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it
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make
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you
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feel
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sad
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That
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the
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love
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that
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you're
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lookin'
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for
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Is
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the
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love
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that
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you
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had?
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Now
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you're
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out
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in
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the
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world,
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searchin'
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for
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your
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soul
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Scared
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not
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to
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be
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hip,
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scared
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to
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get
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old
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Chasing
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make
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believe
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status,
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last
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time
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you
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felt
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free
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Was
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when
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none
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of
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that
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shit
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mattered
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'cause
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you
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were
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with
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me
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But
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now
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that
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we're
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done
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and
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it's
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over
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I
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bet
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it's
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hard
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to
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believe
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But
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it
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turned
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out
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I'm
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harder
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to
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forget
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than
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I
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was
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to
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leave
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And,
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yeah,
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I
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bet
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you
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think
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about
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me
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I
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bet
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you
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think
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about
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me,
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yes
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I
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bet
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you
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think
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about
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me
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I
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bet
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you
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think
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about
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me
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when
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you're
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out
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At
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your
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cool
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indie
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music
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concerts
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every
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week
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I
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bet
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you
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think
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about
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me
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in
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your
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house
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With
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your
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organic
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shoes
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and
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your
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million
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dollar
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couch
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I
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bet
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you
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think
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about
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me
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when
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you
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say
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"Oh
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my
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god,
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she's
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insane,
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she
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wrote
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a
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song
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about
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me"
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I
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bet
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you
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think
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about
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me
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