| Good times they come and they go Never going to know
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| What fate is going to blow
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| Your way just hope that it feels right
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| Sometimes it comes and it goes
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| You take it ever so slow
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| and then you lose it, then it flows right to you
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| So we rely on the past
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| Special moments that last
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| Were they as tender as we dare to remember
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| Such a fine time as this
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| What could equal the bliss
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| The thrill of the first kiss
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| It’ll blow right to you
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| It’s never as good as the first time
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| Never as good as the first time
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| Good times they come and they go Never going to know
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| It’s like the weather
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| One day chicken next day feathers
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| The rose we remember
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| The thorns we forget
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| We’d love and leave
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| We never spend a minute on regret
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| It is a possibility
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| the more we know the less we see
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| Second time, second time is not quite what it seems
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| Natural as the way we came to be Second time won’t live up to the dream
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| It’s never as good as the first time
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| Never as good as the first time
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| Natural as the way we came to be Second time won’t live up to the dream
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| Natural as the way we came to be Second time is not quite what it seemed
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| It’s never
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| as good as the first time
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| As the first time (never as good as the first time)
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| The first time
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| Natural as the way we came to be Second time won’t live up to the dream
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| Natural as the way we came to be Second time is not quite what it seemed
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| It’s never
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| as good as the first time
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| As the first time (never as good as the first time)
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| The first time. |