| Well, I’m not convinced that my memory is so good
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| Good as it should be when I stood by love
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| Some friends are recall
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| Never upon it all
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| But they live at the back of my mind
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| The back of my mind
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| The back of my mind
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| Where all the memories go
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| I can find
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| The pictures of youth
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| Both lie and the truth
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| They live at the back of my mind
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| Now I’m not an expert on know Mexico
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| They seem like they figured it out long ago
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| You work with your hands
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| You dance when you can
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| And you make love like the gods
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| For many of months I’ve found myself lost
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| I sweat to the summer
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| I froze to the frost
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| This place should have changed
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| But it all looks the same
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| It just twists in the back of my mind
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| The back of my mind
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| The back of my mind
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| Where those the lights go when it goes blind
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| The day dreams
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| The path dreams
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| The far in my pledge dreams
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| It lives at the back of my mind
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| It’s one for the money
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| It’s two fo the show
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| It’s three for my baby
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| She breaks my heart so
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| Pain is like love
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| To take out the gloves
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| When all you desire is the rain
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| The back of my mind
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| The back of my mind
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| How many lives can one man live behind
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| It’s true they don’t stay but they don’t go away
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| They just live at the back of my mind |