| Oh, won’t you come
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| Oh, won’t you come with me
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| Down to memory lane
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| Oh, won’t you come with me
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| And live your life again
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| Relive those memories
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| The ones you can’t forget
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| All of those crazy times
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| That haven’t been beat yet
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| We got to carry on
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| But don’t forget what’s gone
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| Kerb crawling days in Brighton
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| You know they still go on
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| The times we wrecked the trains
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| The times we pulled the chains
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| The times we walked the street
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| You know so out of our brains
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| Sometimes I wander back
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| To the streets I used to live
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| And I stand and look
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| And feel my past around me
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| A deserted house a broken fence
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| A broken home a bloody mess
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| And I try and put it back into reality
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| I’m living
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| Down
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| Memory
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| I’m living down memory lane
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| Come with me
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| Why don’t you come with me
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| Why don’t you come with me
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| Why don’t you come with me
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| Why don’t you come with me
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| Why don’t you come with me
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| Why don’t you come with me
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| Why don’t you come with me |