| The time has come, she’s packing up
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| She asked if I wanted to drive the truck
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| A thousand bittersweet miles away from here
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| So I drove all night and drove all day
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| We both realized there was little to say
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| I never ever thought she’d be leaving this way
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| This town has broken every promise that it made
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| Now Jennie is a little unwell, and I cannot make her right
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| Jennie is a little unwell, she’s moving back to Brookline
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| So I hopped a flight and overnight
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| I’m back to living a single life
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| The last few months are but a distant memory
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| Still I think about her now and then
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| I miss that summer all over again
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| I never ever thought she would end up this way
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| This town has broken every promise that it made
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| One way to Brookline on the longest walk of shame
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| Jennie is a little unwell, and I cannot make her right
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| Jennie is a little unwell, she’s moving back to Brookline
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| Jennie is a little unwell, and I cannot make her right
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| Jennie is a little unwell, she’s moving all the way back to Brookline
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| Back to Brookline
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| Back to Brookline
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| Back to Brookline
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| Back to Brookline |