| There’s a picture in my head…
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| Starring me in…
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| Lying there…
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| Hanging around talking, 'bout the good itmes to come
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| There’s a scupture in my head…
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| From back when Brado… was still the man
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| a few but I don’t understand
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| How this thing is…
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| Let’s Begin again…
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| Maybe we’ll get a second win
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| We started out as friends
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| Baby let’s begin…
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| Let’s Begin Again…
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| I see a fool upon the hill…
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| Always some fool… upon some hill
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| As where he made his castle, but he could not make his bed
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| And there’s a valley down the (low/road)
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| Where all the good green things grow
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| Is where he down his walls, but he can’t get back in
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| (Yeah, what he’s gonna do then?)
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| Let’s begin again…
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| Maybe we’ll get a second win…
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| We started out as friends…
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| Baby Let’s begin…
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| Let’s Begin Again.
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| (Now in the back of someone)
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| (Now winded out, still outnumbered)
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| (And now I can’t help with wondering)
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| Where the hell is that kid today?
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| He got lost in the suffer?
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| Is He out there? |
| On the street???
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| And we’re gonna run all around town put the, bring the boy back home
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| Where He belongs…
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| Let’s Begin Again…
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| Maybe We’ll get a second win
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| We started out as friends…
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| Baby let’s Begin…
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| I wanna try, my friend
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| Maybe we’ll get a second win…
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| I’m right here again…
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| Baby Let’s Begin…
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| Let’s Begin Again… |