We met some time ago, when we were almost young
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It never crossed my mind to ask, where did you come from?
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I didn't have much money, so I stole you a rose
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You were dressed like an orphan, in Salvation Army clothes
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Once you were my inspiration, but, that river's run dry
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What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine
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I know I wasn't funny, but you laughed at all my jokes
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When I was chaking on the words to say
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You shoved your finger down my throat
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The first night I said I loved you, you told me to go to hell
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You were giving he head, on that creeky
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Old bed at the Ol'Duvol Motel
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Once you were my inspiration, but, that river's run dry
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What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine
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Once you were my inspiration, but, that river's run dry
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What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine
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I would drink of your river, it would always get me high
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What was once my salvation, now tastes like bitter wine
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I never thought I'd love ya, no - I'd rather go blind
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I thought I saw the future, but the fortune teller lied
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I guess she lied
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Just like everything, even good love has to die
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Ain't no sympathy when it waves goodbye, no one even cried
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We were one of a kind
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I would drink of your river, it would always get me high
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What was once my salvation, now tastes like bitter wine
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I never thought I'd love ya, no - I'd rather go blind
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I thought I saw the future, but the fortune teller lied
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I guess she lied
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Bitter Wine
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Bon Jovi |