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Met her When I was a drum cadet Sold her The skins off my second set Yes
See myself come running back See myself come running back Running back, running back Running, running, running back See myself come running back See myself come running back Running back, running back Running, running, running back
Asshole Royal blue velvet rope Castles We never had any of those
See myself come running back See myself come running back Running back, running back Running, running, running back See myself come running back See myself come running back Running back, running back Running, running, running back
I was in a three piece band And there were no strings Only winds And skins Torn flags We don't The burned, burned match We light the burned match Light the burned match And stick a flag on it
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