| 22 summers, and I hope you have, a-hundred more.
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| Colors, of this roof, will follow.
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| I hope we meet in the end.
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| With wrinkles like the divas.
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| And we’ll dance again and again
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| In the End, In the end
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| Ooh Oh Days and months, and years
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| And cities people love and fear
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| May god unravel she’s a drinkin'
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| Always be you near
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| I hope we meet in the end
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| With wrinkles like the divas
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| And we’ll dance again and again
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| In the End In the end
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| Oh Oh Ohh
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| I hope we meet in the end
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| With wrinkles like the divas
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| And we’ll dance again and again and again
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| In the end, in the end
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| Ohh ooh ohh |