Finders keepers losers weep
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Down on 42nd street
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Bare-foot-children cryin¢¥ my-oh-my
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I watched you on the avenue
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While other men were having you
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I think that you should led your caged bird fly
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And kiss your past good-bye
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Kiss your past good-bye
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Kiss your past good-bye
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Kiss your past good-bye
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I¢¥ve been so lost I must confess
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I¢¥ve had my share of loneliness
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But yeah it¢¥s hard to keep a good man down
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The loves you lost were all in vain
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The past lives on inside your brain
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I don¢¥t think you need those memories
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Hangin¢¥ ¢¥round, yeah
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Good-bye
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Kiss your past good-bye
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You¢¥ve gotta let if fly
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Kiss your past good-bye, yeah
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And if that bird don¢¥t fly away
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There¢¥s just one thing I got to say
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It¢¥s later than deuce a ticks
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Your broken heart, it needs a fix
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You¢¥re feedin¢¥ off a high that would not last
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And people they don¢¥t seem to care
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And sorry just don¢¥t cut it, yeah
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It seems to me you¢¥re gettin¢¥ nowhere fast
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So...Kiss...your...past
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Or kiss your ass good-bye
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Kiss your past good-bye
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There¢¥s no more tears to cry
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So kiss your past good-bye
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Or kiss your ass good-bye
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Yeah
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kiss your past good-bye
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Aerosmith |