| I got the word on the street
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| From people we never liked
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| They told me that you were sick and they think
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| You’re gonna die
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| And although i was surprised
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| I didn’t act sorry then
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| Cause you’ve led the kind of life
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| That feels right through the end
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| How lucky those fools would be
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| To have friends like you and me
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| I went to my home and sat
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| And waited for tears to come
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| But suddenly i changed my mind
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| Got up and played my favorite songs
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| I wanted to show myself
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| That death could not take my heart
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| That i’d rather celebrate all the good days that we had
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| That nothing could stand between
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| Two good friends like you and me
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| Didn’t sleep that evening
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| I stayed up till the morning
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| Thinking how things we take for granted
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| Can go wrong
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| Wish you would have told me
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| Instead of finding out from strangers
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| I never was ashamed to be your pal
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| So I’ll visit you when I can
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| And bring you the things you want
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| And if the day when you leave I’m not around
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| To say goodbye
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| Remember to take my love
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| Remember the laughs we had
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| And how lucky two fools could be
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| To be friends like you and me
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| How lucky two fools could be
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| To be friends like you and me
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| How lucky two fools could be
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| To be friends like you and me
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| Take care |