Oh, and here we go
With all the people overflowing saying
Calling it quits, another dead day in the city
Where all
You walk along the bridge where eyes were closed
Moving as
I've been pouring medicine
Out the bottles in my apartment
Lie still,
Hey there, chickadee
Dancing about Christmas tree
Pretty little thing
How you mo
Someday you and I will get married
We'll build a house
I saw her standing there
She cut me into squares
Like
Well, I left with my father's tears staining my shirt
It
Morning comes in and we rendezvous
In the streets of golden
You got me pegged
You got me pegged
You got me pegged
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