So maybe I lost all youth and tender loving, Afterwards When I gave in wholly for that other thing and went my way
And the bride's mouth tasted like the word it's called by But I've always been an oppressive kind of guy That's right
And they think I'm some kind of a... Forget it
An early September night in that crooked bar Tired and angry I was leaving the place
In that crooked bar There leaning against the wall Little but just enough For solace
And how the trees aghast Over four o'clock
Think about all the love stories gone awry To rest for a while
It really saved my evening then Though nothing much more
And I thought "It seems like I've found you" And I thought "It seems like I've found you"
And I thought "It seems like I've found you" And I thought
"It seems like I've found you" |
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