| I can’t remember
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| giving us your bass
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| or lending us your truck.
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| And I can’t recall
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| you handing out the pills
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| that got us so fucked up.
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| And when we reminisce
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| about the good times
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| and the poor,
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| the only two things
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| through the haze are
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| passing in a bottle and Karl
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| Alvarez, Alvarez, Alvarez
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| We danced all through the night
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| and drank champagne with the stars.
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| Oh hang on just a minute,
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| now I’m living someone else’s past!
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| Apparently you took us to a bar
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| with toys in it,
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| I hope we had a good time
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| 'cause I can’t remember shit except for
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| Alvarez, Alvarez, Alvarez
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| Karl Alvarez
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| And in the dead of night,
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| in the silence of my room
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| with the history of the world
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| going round and round in circles.
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| Nothing of my best friends
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| or my enemies at all.
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| Nothing but a sense
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| of being hungry and
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| a memory of Karl
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| Alvarez, Alvarez, Alvarez
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| Karl Alvarez
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| Alvarez, Alvarez, Alvarez |