Looking back at public school
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Reading playboy magazine
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Insisting that the articles
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Were the only things we'd read
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Thinking then that love was meant to
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Conquer
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And if a girl said she liked you
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Then you'd bonk her
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Don't try to lay that mush on me
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Looking back a high school
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Getting drunk for the local dance
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Lonely boys - nervous girls
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Grappling with romance
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Thinking then that love
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Meant something frightening
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A sudden end as brutal
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As bolts of lightening
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Don't know what it was, but it scared me
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Chorus:
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From one night stands to wedding bands
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To struggling to stay free
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Watching time move faster
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As hold on helplessly
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As love smoulders waiting to be tamed
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We grow older staying much the same
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Looking back a college life
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Seemed like such a compromise
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Unsure of my direction
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Using brains as my disguise
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Thinking then that love meant to
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remember
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You only felt its warmth
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When you surrendered
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don't know what it was, but it scared me
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Repeat Chorus
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Looking Back
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| Dan Hill |
