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In my younger days, when I felt older then
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I tried to talk to you, baby let somethin' warmer in
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The games were different, I didn't quite know the rules
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It could have been something I said
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Bah ba-da ba-da ba-da
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I remember one day, bikin' round the parkin' lot
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Wearin' my dad's haircut and feeling like I played the part
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My brother and sister, they would make me conversate
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With the passerby who would wonder why
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The days go so long
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The days go so long,
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The days go so long,
And I think,
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Wouldn't it be nice to be lost in the city?
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Wondering how to get home at night
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Wouldn't it be nice to be lost in the city?
Tonight
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Climbin' my staircase, trying to get outside
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I reach the rooftop, always the best place to hide
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My brother and sister, they would get kicks for days
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Hearin' what the strangers had to say
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The days go soooooooooooooooo long
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The days go soooooooooooooooo long,
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The days go soooooooooooooooo long,
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The days go on so long
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