| Hold on to that youthful smile you have
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| And hold on to that loving way
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| Way better than me, way better than
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| Way better than me, youre way better than!
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| My friend, I cant handle this weed that they gave me
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| But its jogging my memory, son
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| And Im here in the land of the plenty
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| And I dont know what I have become.
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| Biddy eyes behind the tent of a city ride
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| Can have the scent of a sweet demise
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| When I dont know what I should believe,
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| Stay beautifully naïve!
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| Hold on to that youthful smile you have
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| And hold on to that loving way
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| Way better than me, way better than
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| Way better than me, youre way better than!
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| My friend, I cant handle this liquor they poured me
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| But Im swigging it back just the same
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| Ran away from the arms that adorned me
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| And Im tired, ignoring the pain.
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| Time beats away, love is only streets away
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| Ive been thinking about you recently.
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| Im searching that kind of retrieve
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| Stay beautifully naïve!
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| Hold on to that youthful smile you have
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| And hold on to that loving way
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| Way better than me, way better than
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| Way better than me, youre way better than!
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| Every memory I try to hold inside of me
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| Is buried so heavenly, which way my love could never be.
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| My… are plain, Im playing the losers game
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| And Im here like an old fool
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| Craving that old school love!
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| My friend
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| In this world around the sea around the sea
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| When Im alone, when Im alone, when Im alone
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| I turn around and leave
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| Now Ive been shun, youve always known
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| Way better than me, way better than
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| In this world around the sea around the sea
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| When Im alone, when Im alone, when Im alone
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| I turn around and leave
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| Now Ive been shun, youve always known
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| Way better than me, way better than
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| Way better than me, way better than
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| Youre way better than me! |