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Look at this
Every I do it makes me laugh
How did our get so red?
And what the hell is on head?

This is I grew up
I think the owner fixed it up
I never we ever went without
The second floor is hard for out

And is where I went to school
Most of the time I had things to do
Criminal record I broke in twice
I must of done it half a dozen

I if it's too late
Should I go and try to graduate?
better now than it was back then
If I was them, I let me in
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, God, I

Every memory of lookin' out the back
I have the photo album spread out on my floor
It's to say it
to say it
Good bye, bye
Every memory of walkin' out the door
I found the photo of the friend that I was for
It's to say it
to say it
Good bye, good bye, bye

Remember the old
Blew dollar that we ever made
The cops hated us out
They somebody went and burnt it down

We use to listen to the
And sing along with song we know
We said someday we'd out how it feels
To sing to more than a steering wheel

the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly
She's had a couple of kids since
I haven't seen her God knows when
Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, God, I

I miss town
I their faces
You erase
You can't it
I it now
I can't it
So to stay
Too hard to it

If I could relive those
I the one thing that would never change

Look at this
Every time I do it makes me
time I do it makes me