| Young lovers, young lovers, young lovers
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| I see them everywhere I go
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| Holding hands in the park
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| As the sky grows dark
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| Young lovers don’t want to go home
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| Young lovers, young lovers, young lovers
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| They drive me right out of my mind
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| Lying down by the river
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| Whispering 'forever'
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| Young lovers, they don’t have very long
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| Everybody was a young lover once
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| See that old man coming down the road, shuffling on a stick
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| Once he pressed a girl against a fence and drank her kiss
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| And never knew such tenderness
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| And holds still in his head that bliss
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| Now he has to sit down to take a piss
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| Young lovers, young lovers, young lovers
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| They seem to get younger every year
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| Find a job, get a loan
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| Raise some kids 'til they’re grown
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| Young lovers, they don’t have very long
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| Young lovers don’t know what’s coming on |