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Oh Ablue days of F#mspring, and I'm Dthinking about you Ebaby
The moon and the ring, it was hung up for you baby
I took my old car, and I rolled down to the station
and I waited in the bar, but I would never see your face again
DI could fight in the Ering,D I could walk on a Estring,D even grow a Emoustache for Ayou
the night black as tar, and the band was playing shady
your eyes full of stars, and you used to shake that thing little baby
you swung your little shoes so hard that it could brake the name of nostalgia (?)
and I spun like a few, on a turkish nuclear powerline (??)
and now the Dbangels stand all F#mlined up, Dbringing everything you Awant
and your Dbleft like gypsy mF#monroe, I can Dhear it in my dream so Eclear as stone (??)
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