| I have some time to spare
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| Think it would be fair
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| To teach what I care
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| I told them «walk the line»
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| Twenty zero nine
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| Is bringing new crime
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| Will you remember this time
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| When I said «Don't you cry!»
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| I was throwing my knives
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| But synchronizing love again
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| Oh, You are paralized, my lamb
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| As I warm up wax again again and again
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| Still, will you please stand still
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| And forget the thrill
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| Or you will be killed
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| You will not feel the pain
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| Of the world. |
| Remain
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| Calm and restrained
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| You will remember this time
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| You are young and alive
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| And I’m throwing the knife
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| But synchronizing love again
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| Oh, You are paralized, my lamb
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| As I warm up wax again again and again
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| Staring down the pretty face
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| I want to know her name |