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I've seen the sun on a funeral, the full moon in a midday sky |
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Tactician politician hold his head and wonder why |
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I'm always struck that much harder by the power of suggestion |
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By now I know the answer's always in the question |
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Now that we're done with that why don't you warm the car? |
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All of the fields are filled with fresh boys playin' football |
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More than the weather chills, the bands practicin' their drills |
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I've got to get back to somethin' real with you |
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I had to call your parents to get your number again |
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I was either gonna be the prodigal or the banished friend |
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We were standin' against an outside wall, |
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I was afraid of what you'd say |
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It took me ten years to call you back but here we are today |
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Now that we're done with that why don't you warm the car? |
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All of the fields are filled with fresh boys playin' football |
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More than the weather chills, the bands practicin' their drills |
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I've got to get back to somethin' real with you |
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So life has brought you this, two marriages and three kids |
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And me life as slick as ice that finally hit the skids |
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You're as sweet as you ever were |
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A slight sickness of regret washes over me |
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And in the end that's all |
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I getNow that we're done with that why don't you warm the car? |
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All of the fields are filled with fresh boys playin' football |
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More than the weather chills, the bands practicin' their drills |
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I've got to get back to somethin' real |
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I've got to get back to somethin' real |
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I've got to get back to somethin' real with you |
