| We were just a couple years short of the age
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| By my name on a fake ID
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| And still 'bout a hundred away from the day
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| Your daddy said you could run with me
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| We were a couple of line steppers
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| Who just couldn’t wait to step over the line
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| Never thinkin' we wouldn’t last
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| I was your first and you were mine
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| And we were leather jackets hangin' onto a Harley
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| Two heartbeats in the moonlight
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| We were both feet hangin' out over the edge
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| Of the water tower skyline
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| At least there’s a little bit of sweet in the bitter
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| Though a part of me is always gonna miss her
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| I am who I am, I just miss who I was when we were
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| Mm-hmm
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| We were gonna make it, weren’t we, baby?
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| Had it all laid out in our mind
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| By the time we knew time was runnin' out
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| We’d done run out of time
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| And we were downtown Saturday night, last-call cover band
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| 'Til the last song played, never thought we’d fade
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| Like the stamp on the back of her hand
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| We were her on my shoulders, lighter in the air
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| «Pour Some Sugar On Me»
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| We were a top down at Johnson’s field
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| When she whispered that she wants me
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| At least there’s a little bit of sweet in the bitter
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| Though a part of me is always gonna miss her
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| I am who I am, I just miss who I was when we were
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| Oh, mm-hmm
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| We were leather jackets hangin' onto a Harley
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| Two heartbeats in the moonlight
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| We were both feet hangin' out over the edge
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| Of the water tower skyline
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| At least there’s a little bit of sweet in the bitter
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| Though a part of me is always gonna miss her
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| I am who I am, I just miss who I was when we were
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| Mmm, yes, I do
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| My friends say
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| «Oh well, let that ship sail
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| You gotta let go of her»
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| Just wasn’t meant to be
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| But somewhere down deep, I still believe
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| That we were |