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The more I learn the less |
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I know Could you make mine straight absolute? |
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The more I fail the less |
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I try Ask not of me the reason why |
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Oh, my Sentimental |
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Fool have |
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I got a tale for you |
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Oh, my Sentimental |
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Fool The woman |
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I love is not content |
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The life I made - it ain't what |
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I meant The space |
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I'm in is filled with love |
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The state |
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I'm in is pitiful |
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Oh, my Sentimental |
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Fool have |
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I got a tale for you |
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Oh, my Sentimental |
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Fool have |
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I got a tale for you... |
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But, when she calls my name we're almost happy - she's almost like you yes, when she calls my name we're almost there, man - she's almost like you |
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The longer |
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I live the less |
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I believe and all |
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I lost is all |
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I need The life |
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I made is filled with regret and |
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I can't tell the half of it |
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The woman |
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I love has lost her faith and |
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I just watch as she fades away |
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The space |
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I'm in is filled with love |
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The shape |
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I'm in ain't beautiful |
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Oh, my Sentimental |
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Fool have |
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I got a tale for you... i`m draining the glass for you |
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Do you see my girl? |
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She's almost like you... |
