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We are the lucky ones. And whatever comes. We are the lucky ones. Oh, yeah We are the lucky ones. And whatever comes. We are the lucky ones Ooh, ooh-hoo. Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh(we are, we are, we
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We are the lucky ones. And whatever comes. We are the lucky ones. Oh, yeah We are the lucky ones. And whatever comes. We are the lucky ones Ooh, ooh-hoo. Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh(we are, we are, we
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Don`t get smart or sarcastic. He snaps back just like elastic. Spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. We break wise guys just like matchsticks What would the loved ones say. Your pride
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can sleep. It's just not right. To close the door turn out the light They'd better be the ones you love. The children ought to get some love. If no one else should ever get enough. They'd better be
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it's not that tough,. And I'm not breaking my neck, or my back, or my balls in the rough. Middle of the workday,. I take a look in the mirror,. Sweet Jesus, I think I see a gray hair,. And can anybody
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Don`t get smart or sarcastic. He snaps back just like elastic. Spare us the theatrics and the verbal gymnastics. We break wise guys just like matchsticks What would the loved ones say. Your pride
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he's going. And he's proud of where he's from. One of the good ones. He's one of the good ones. A love me like he should one. Like he wrote the book one. The kind you find when you don't even look one
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wild ones And I can see the road ahead. Winding into the sun. It only feels like yesterday. Remember me, remember me Easy riders don't you know you're done. Everybody wants to point the gun. No one
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been good that way. Feel like I've done this before. You're fighting your tears as I open the door. And you deserve much more. Seems like I always hurt the ones I love. And I watch you cry, 'cause I
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Reamonn - The Only Ones. . Sweet the hands that. Laid me to the ground. Sweet the voice that. Makes the sweetest sound. . And I won't go down. I won't go down. On my knees. There's just you
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garden grows. With, fresh deadly roses. Fresh deadly roses You laid all your lilies on the grave. Of all the lonely. Soldiers you left battle torn. You cut their pride. On your concertina, that