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I've never been too good with names.
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The cellar door was open, I could never stay away.
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I know it's prob'ly not my place.
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It's either or, I'm hoping for a simple way to say.
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It's a shame about Ray.
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In the stone, under the dust,
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his name is still engraved.
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Some things need to go away.
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It's a shame about Ray.
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If I make it through today,
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I'll know tomorrow not to put my feelings out on display.
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I'll put the cobwebs back in place.
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I've never been to good with names,
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but I remember faces.
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it's a shame about ray
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