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Don't sing a tune to yourself |
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You might believe this one |
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Try not to sew it yourself |
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The threading won't stretch none |
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Don't give me none of that line |
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Why not? |
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Got to sing something |
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Love's song there's nothing to find |
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Why not? |
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Dead before playing |
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Don't sing a tune to yourself |
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You might believe this one |
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Try not to sew it yourself |
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The threading won't stretch none |
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Who says the things that go in |
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The song is only saying |
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Dead thought can kill a good thing |
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The band is only playing |
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Why not climb a hill |
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With someone that hates you |
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Why not hate someone |
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Who climbs a hill with you |
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And as time passes by |
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Your feet start slipping |
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You are wondering why |
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There is no forgetting |
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Don't sing a tune to yourself |
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You might believe this one |
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Try not to sew it yourself |
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The threading don't stretch none |
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Who says the things that go in |
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The song is only saying |
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Dead thought can kill a good thing |
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The band is only playing |
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Don't give me none of that line |
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Why not? |
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Got to sing something |
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Love's song there's nothing to find |
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Why not? |
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Dead before playing |
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Dead before playing |
