On that day you talked to me,
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I waited so patiently,
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For what you gave,
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When you gave.
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Said my boy, it's not a toy,
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That red and velvet steel rolls royce.
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Now I know,
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What it is.
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Ever since this summers lost,
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We never stopped to count the cost,
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Of what you did.
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What you did.
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Still bestowed to sicking hands,
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A boy would soon become a man.
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Now I, know why it is.
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Now I, know why.
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Now I, know why it is.
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Now I, know why it is.
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Now I, know why it is.
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On that day you talked to me,
|
I waited so patiently,
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For what you gave,
|
When you gave.
|
|
Said my boy, it's not a toy,
|
That red and velvet steel rolls royce.
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Now I know,
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What it is.
|
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Ever since this summers lost,
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We never stopped to count the cost,
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Of what you did.
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What you did.
|
|
Still bestowed to sicking hands,
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A boy would soon become a man.
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Now I, know why it is.
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Now I, know why.
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Now I, know why it is.
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Velvet Rolls Royce
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| Hurt |
