| Every now and then
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| Somebody calls me on the phone
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| They wanna talk about old times we shared
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| I listen patiently
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| And laugh when I’m supposed to laugh
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| While I wonder, was I even there
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| I might be crazy, but to tell the truth
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| The past is hazy since I met you
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| I was born, I was raised
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| In a town in Indiana
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| Went to school, went to work
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| But that’s all I remember
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| Til that night in your arms
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| When we laid down together
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| And that’s when I knew
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| My life began with you
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| Momma said, I was a happy, well adjusted child
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| Ain’t it funny what you don’t recall
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| I’m sure I musta held a woman in my arms before
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| When I met you I forgot it all
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| Well, I tried lookin' into my past
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| It’s like tryin' to see through smokey glass
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| I was born, I was raised
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| In a town in Indiana
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| Went to school, went to work
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| But that’s all I remember
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| Til that night in your arms
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| When we laid down together
|
| And that’s when I knew
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| My life began with you
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| I might be crazy, but to tell the truth
|
| The past is hazy since I met you
|
| I was born, I was raised
|
| In a town in Indiana
|
| Went to school, went to work
|
| But that’s all I remember
|
| Til that night in your arms
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| When we laid down together
|
| And that’s when I knew
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| My life began with you
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| With you
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| My life began with you
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| With you |