| If I told you things I did before
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| Told you how I used to be Would you go along with someone like me If you knew my story word for word
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| Had all of my history
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| Would you go along with someone like me I did before and I had my share
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| It didn’t lead nowhere
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| I would go along with someone like you
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| It doesn’t matter what you did
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| Or Who you were hanging with
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| We could stick around and see this night through
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| And we don’t care about the young folks
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| Talking about the young style
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| And we don’t care about the old folks
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| Talking about the old style too
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| And we don’t care about Their own folks
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| Talking about their own style
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| And All we care about is talking
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| Talking only me and you
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| Usually when things has gone this far
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| People tend to disappear
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| No one will surprise me unless you do I can tell there’s something going on Hours seem to disappear
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| Everyone is leaving
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| I’m still with you
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| It doesn’t matter what we do Where we are going to We can stick around
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| And see this night through
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| And we don’t care about the young folks
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| Talking about the young style
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| And we don’t care about the old folks
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| Talking about the old style too
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| And we don’t care about their own folks
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| Talking about their own style
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| And All we care about is talking
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| Talking only me and you
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| Talking only me and you |