| Miscellaneous
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| When We Were Young
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| When we were young nobody died
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| And nobody got older
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| The toughest kid in the street
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| Could always be bought over
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| And the first time that you loved
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| You had all your life to give
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| At least that’s what you said
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| The first time you got drunk
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| You drank pernod and dry cider
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| Smashed a window in as the police came round the corner
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| You didn’t have no time to run
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| And your dad stood up for you
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| As the judge said you’re a fool
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| Babies, sex and flagons, shifting women, getting stoned
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| Robbing cars, bars and pubs, rubber johnnies, poems
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| Starsky and Hutch gave good TV
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| And Starsky looked like me
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| The first time that you stole
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| You stole rubber lips and tenners
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| Bought a radio then ran away for ever
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| Never felt so good, never felt so good with you
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| When we were young we had no fear
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| Of love nor sex nor warnings
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| Everyone was hanging out, everyone was sorted
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| When we were young nobody knew
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| Who you were or what you’d do
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| Nobody had a past that catches up on you
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| Babies, sex and flagons, shifting women, getting stoned
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| Robbing cars, bars and pubs, rubber johnnies, poems
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| Starsky and Hutch gave good TV
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| And Starsky looked like me
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| What might have been
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| What might have been
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| What might have been
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| With a start he was awoken
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| From the middle of a dream
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| He’s making movies in his head
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| That never will be seen
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| He’s holding Oscars in his hands
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| And kissing beauty queens
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| What might have been
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| What might have been
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| When we were young |