| Looking straight into the Illinois sun in a ditch by some other ones
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| Ya I guess you’re gonna take somebody now
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| 10 years and you’re still cold to the touch
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| But together we’re warm enough
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| So I guess you might still want me around
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| Sometimes there were good days even down in the trenches
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| I’m quicksand and sea spray, wrapped up in bandages
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| Sometimes there were sweet looks but looks are deceiving
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| Tell molly I love her, she doesn’t believe me
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| It’s a question of need not want to get the role filled by anyone
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| I gotta try to keep that out of my head
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| There were days days where you showed your teeth
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| But that could mean a lot of things
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| What I’d give to see you see in red
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| Sometimes there were free drinks but not very often
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| Without sitting through «I do’s» or carrying coffins
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| Sometimes there were great nights but then came the daylight
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| Tell Molly I’ll be there but it won’t be like last time
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| Sometimes there’s a great sign right where I’m standing
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| Tell Molly I miss her she can’t understand me
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| Sometimes there were sweet looks but looks are deceiving
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| Tell Molly I love her she doesn’t believe me
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| Here comes the daylight
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| It won’t be like last time |