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Line one,   Is the time,   That  you,   You first stayed over at mine
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And we drank our first bottle of wine,         And we cried
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Two,    We're away,   And we both,  We both had nowhere to stay
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Well the bus shelters always okay,          When you're young
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Now you're older and I look at your face, Every wrinkle is so easy to place
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And I only write them down just in case,      That you die
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Just take a look at these crows feet Just look, Sitting on the prettiest eyes
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Sixty twentyfifth of Decembers,   Fiftynine Fourth of July's
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Not through the age or the failure children, Not through the hate or despise
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Take a good look at these crows feet, Sitting on the prettiest eyes  *RIFF*
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Line three,   I forget,   But I think,   I think it was our first ever bet
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And the horse we backed was short of a leg,         Nevermind
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Four,  In a park,  And the things,   The things that people do in the dark
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I could hear the faintest beat of your heart,       Then we did
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Now you're older and I look at your face, Every wrinkle is so easy to place
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And I only write them down just in case,      You should die
             A             D               Bm     G                       A
Just take a look at these crows feet Just look, Sitting on the prettiest eyes
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Sixty twentyfifth of Decembers,   Fiftynine Fourth of July's
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You can't have too many good times children, You can't have too many lines
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Take a good look at these crows feet, Sitting on the prettiest eyes  *RIFF*
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Well my eyes look like a map,  Of the town
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And my teeth are either yellow,   Or they're brown
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But you'll never hear the crack of a frown  when you are here
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You'll never hear the crack,   Of a frown,    Of a frown,    Of a frown