You were like a train
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Unwillfully, bound, one way
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Hittin the wall, you¡¯re sick of it all and ok
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They called you baby face
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You had everything but you couldn¡¯t found a place
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No such sweet thing
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Keep hitting the wall, you¡¯re sick of it all
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You¡¯re no kid
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Oh no more baby face
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No, no you cut it up with the razor blade
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You show your rage
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No more sweet thing
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You tried to play your part
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But you know you held a little place in our hearts
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Archibald, Archibald
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Things are much better round here
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Archibald, Archibald
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Come around some time for a beer
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You were like a train
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Unwillfully, bound, one way
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You seem okay yea
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Now you¡¯re okay
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You tried to play your part
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But you know you held a little place in our hearts
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Archibald, Archibald
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Things are much better round here
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Archibald, Archibald
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Come around some time for a beer
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In our hearts
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Things lie inside from a boy juby
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They say Archibald, Archibald
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That¡¯s okay, keep it
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You¡¯re the man, you know you can be the one to bring it in
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Oh you never were but you could¡¯ve been the one to bring it in
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My Friend Archibald [R.I.P.]
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Luke Lalonde |