| When I was young and stupid my love
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| Left to be a rock and roll star
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| He told me please don’t worry
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| Wise little smile that spoke so safely
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| He booked a one way ticket
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| Out west that’s where they make it
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| Six kids stuck in a bedsit
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| To sunswept poolside riches
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| He met a girl who wore Versace
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| Pink feather coats and jumbo jewellery
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| Gonna be a hoop phenomenon
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| He’s gonna be Hakeem Olajuwan
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| He’s got a gold Camaro
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| He said over the payphone
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| I try to keep my cool but
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| My life turns in slow motion
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| Bye bye baby blue
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| I wish you could see the wicked truth
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| Caught up in a rush it’s killing you
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| Screaming at the sun you blow into
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| Curled up in a grip when we were us
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| Fingers in a fist like you might run
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| I settle for a ghost I never knew
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| Superparadise I held on to
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| But I settle for a ghost
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| When I was from n.o.l.a no one
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| Left to be a rock and roll star
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| He’d stay and treat his lady
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| Give everything to his new baby
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| I miss him don’t you blame me
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| That boy went stone cold crazy
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| Caught up in camera lust he’s
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| Chasing that pappy pipe dreams
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| I know you don’t but I
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| I know you don’t but I still try
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| My thunder shook him down
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| My thunder came and shook him down
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| That girl is gone but I
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| That girl is gone but I still try
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| I think it’s over now
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| The bullet hit but maybe not
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| I feel so fucking numb
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| It hits my head and I feel numb
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| My body’s looking wrong
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| My body’s looking wrong
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| My body’s looking wrong
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| Bye bye baby blue
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| I wish you could see the wicked truth
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| Caught up in a rush it’s killing you
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| Screaming at the sun you blow into
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| Curled up in a grip when we were us
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| Fingers in a fist like you might run
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| I settle for a ghost I never knew
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| Superparadise I held on to
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| But I settle for a ghost |