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In my
hometown of confusion where this boy became a man |
He
explained it to me slowly to be sure I'd understand |
“Son I
take life as I find it and I give it all I've got |
Cause
it's gone before you know it and regrets I've wanted not”
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I've
loved skinny blondes in blue jeans… voluptuous brunettes… |
And
fire-breathin' redheads who smoked like cigarettes… |
Every
book a different cover… each a story short or tall… |
In my
library of lovers… in my life I've read them all
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“Boy
your life is meant for learnin' on this school of solid earth |
And
you've got to be a master to accumulate your worth |
Me I've
left my heart doors open… overcome all fear and doubt |
Let
experience be welcome not to ever lock it out”
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I've
loved skinny blondes in blue jeans… voluptuous brunettes… |
And
fire-breathin' redheads who smoked like cigarettes… |
Every
book a different cover… each a story short or tall… |
In my
library of lovers… in my life I've read them all
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“I'm an
older man and wiser so I've told you what I can |
Though
I've failed to name The Nameless still I'm sure you'll understand |
There's
one thing I cannot give you… you must bring upon yourself |
With the
wanderlust of wonder lies the gold beyond all wealth”
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I've
loved skinny blondes in blue jeans… voluptuous brunettes… |
And
fire-breathin' redheads who smoked like cigarettes… |
Every
book a different cover… each a story short or tall… |
In my
library of lovers… in my life I've read them all |
In my
life I've read them all
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