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| Woah, sweet whiskey boy,
you're gon,
you're gonna take my cares away.
Tasty.
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| Your eyelashes tickled my neck
With every nervous blink
And it was perfect
Until the telephone started ringing, ringing, ringing |
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| On a sailboat I am
slowly floating nowhere
Lost the memories of where I am and why |
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| it's a good thing that in high school and college, you had enough time to waste to build a music collection.
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