| In the aftermath of storms
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| I’ll let you use my hammer.
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| I wasn’t bold and so I went and stole it In the cover of the wailing of the storm.
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| My man, I can see her smiling.
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| I can see her smiling, my man.
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| When the old bone dry days whipped into a night of dancing,
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| Cause I, I can see into the future.
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| And no one is ever gonna touch you
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| Or get closer than they could to the sun.
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| You got the promise that I gave you,
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| You got the strongest one.
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| We are two oxen under one whip.
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| We are two men in new tuxedos.
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| And we are ready to jump from behind the wall.
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| Hey teacher! |
| Love is never dead.
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| Hey teacher! |
| Love is never dead.
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| Hey teacher! |
| Love is never dead.
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| Hey teacher, hey teacher.
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| In the aftermath of storms
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| I’ll let you use my hammer.
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| I wasn’t bold and so I went and stole it In the cover of the wailing of the storm. |