| Like anyone I knew a Dave
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| Drove a Plymouth Shallow Grave
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| Said, «My girl don’t just walk, she unfurls»
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| With motorcycle language
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| He stumbled through his slang pledge
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| Then he dragged the mud for wedding pearls
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| He closed both his eyes and sort of gave her a kiss
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| Said, «Don't worry, baby, about what you’re going to miss»
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| There will always be a much, much more than this
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| Every time you go
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| You are all I see
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| Holding out for you and me
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| Pulled down his birthday suitcase
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| Brown with dust from no place
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| Said, «I think it’s time we made a start»
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| They danced the waltz of charity
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| No car garage, two kids for free
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| They were pissing bliss and playing parts
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| He closed both his eyes and sort of gave her a kiss
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| Said, «Don't worry, baby, about what you’re going to miss»
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| There will always be a much, much more than this
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| Every time you go
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| You are all I see
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| Holding out for you and me
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| And the big snake pit
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| And we danced to the edge of it
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| And we laugh and we laugh
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| Cause we ain’t seen the half of it
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| Every time you go
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| You are all I see
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| Holding out for you and me
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| Every time you go
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| You are all I see
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| Holding out for you and me
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| Every time you go
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| You are all I see
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| Holding out for you and me
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| You and me
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| You and me
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| You and me |