| I used to live 'round here
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| I was the boy with the flash clothes
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| She was the girl with the acid stare
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| I saw her at the place
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| You knows she knows you know
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| How she shakes
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| When she jacks her body
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| To the sounds of Oran Juice Jones
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| And Jocelyn Brown
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| Oh spread your wings
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| Before they fall apart
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| Home is where the hurt is darlin'
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| Follow your heart
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| So she walks into this dead end bar
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| Sticks her handbag
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| On the chair
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| So she walks into this dead end bar
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| Puts hers handbag on the chair
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| And she waits
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| For words we shared
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| When we were 15 and still cared
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| Cos she feels I’m a scar from the wound that time cant heal
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| And I said
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| Don’t let your dreams out of your head
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| Stick it to the man instead
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| Don’t fool your heart
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| Lying about the fears that you had back then
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| Did you try to change your life
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| Did you ever try to change your life
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| You repeat and repeat and repeat
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| Now what’s up with that
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| Now she loves somebody else
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| In flash clothes
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| She was the girl with the acid stare
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| And now she paid to have
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| One of those
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| And she weighs the word she says
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| And she knows
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| You exist
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| Now she feels I’m the scar from the wound that time cant heal
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| Oh spread your wings
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| Before they fall apart
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| Home is where the hurt is darlin
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| Follow your heart
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| Spread your wings
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| Before they fall apart
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| Home is where the hurt is darlin
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| Follow your heart
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| Heart, heart, heart |