| State line, we crossed it
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| At twelve o’clock
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| Marriage man, he answered
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| Our very first knock
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| A honeymoon hotel
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| Two weeks of love in bloom
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| A few uncertain months and
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| Then a bleak and lonely room
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| Divorce court
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| And fate had lowered the boom
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| Teen ex-husband, teen ex-wife
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| Beat before we started
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| Seems a shame to be so young
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| And yet so broken hearted
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| Back to school, where we
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| Should have been all along
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| It’s over now and time
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| Has proven us wrong
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| But maybe later on
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| Right now, we don’t know when
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| We’ll try to do it over
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| The way it should have been
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| The church house
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| And it will be lasting then
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| Teen ex-husband, teen ex-wife
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| Beat before we started
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| Seems a shame to be so young
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| And yet so broken hearted
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| Seems a shame to be so young
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| And yet so broken hearted
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| Teen-ex, young and broken hearted
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| Teen-ex, young and broken hearted… |