You took a trip and climbed a tree
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At Robert Sledge´s party
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And there you stayed ´till morning came
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And you were not the same after that
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You gave your life to Jesus Christ
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And after all your friends went home
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You came down, you looked around
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And you were not the same after that
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(Ahhh ahhh)
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You were not the same after that
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(Ahhh ahhh)
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You were not the same after that
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You see ´em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
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They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
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You´ve got one good trick and you´re hanging on you´re hanging on...
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To it
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You took the word and made it heard
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And eased the people´s pain and for that
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You were idolised, immortalised
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And you were not the same after that
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Walking tall, you´d bought it all
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And you were not the same after that
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Till someone died on the waterslide
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And you were not the same after that
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You see ´em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
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They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
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You´ve got one good trick and you´re hanging on you´re hanging on to it
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(ooh ooh ooh ooh)
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(YOU WERE NOT THE SAME!)
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You see ´em drop like flies from the bright sunny skies
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They come knocking at your door with this look in their eyes
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You´ve got one good trick and you´re hanging on you´re hanging on:
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You´re hanging on:
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You´re hanging on:
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Not The Same
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| Ben Folds |
