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I think we've all been here before |
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??? this afternoon |
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Where we accomplish so much more |
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Than the sportswriter might have assumed |
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Dressed in ties and finer things just in case |
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We're drenched in sweat and smiles |
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But we're hardly at the end of the race |
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And there was nothing in the invitation |
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That would've made it so clear |
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??? |
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??? all those years |
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Baby I've got blinders |
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And if you don't mind there's |
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Nothing strange about what I want to do |
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I only want to see you there |
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Yeah, we lived a good time in these courts |
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Doubled down these progressions |
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Never needed to break out the swords |
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To carve a path to our indiscretions |
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In the familiar ??? |
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??? |
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??? living things |
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And turned back to how you looked at me once |
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And there was nothing in the invitation |
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That would've made it so clear |
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??? |
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??? all those years |
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Baby I've got blinders |
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And if you don't mind there's |
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Nothing strange about what I want to do |
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I only want to see you there |
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I only want to see you there |
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I only want to see you |
