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17 |
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Take me to your house |
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And show me to all your family |
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I don't care about |
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The fool that it makes me seem |
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'Cause I know that you're 17 |
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And I'm just an aging dandy |
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The world is light and dark |
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And we live in between |
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When I was a boy |
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I wandered the streets of downtown |
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Staring at the sky |
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And feeling that I didn't belong |
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In a world where the gentle seem wrong |
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And teeth get knocked out on Sundays |
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I lay down in the shower |
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And make it go away |
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This fading world |
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My lovely girl |
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And I know that you're 17 |
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And I'm just an aging dandy |
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The world is light and dark |
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And we live in between |
