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When I die I know I may never come back, If I cry I know I should think of December: summertime and the sunshine are not far from that, All the times I have been trying, I try to remember. All the times I have been trying, I try to forget... When I die, will I live to remember? When I die, or will I live to forget? When I die, or will I be gone forever? Then I'll have time, I'll have the time to think about that....
I know they're watching, They're watching, all the commotion the kitty loved pain, has people talking, they're talking, You, Your sex is on fire, dark of the alley, the breaking of day, head while I'm driving, I'm driving, soft lips are open them knuckles are pale, feels like you're dying, You're dying, You, Your sex is on fire and so, were the words to transpire, hot as a fever, rattling bones, I could just taste it, taste it, but it's not forever, but it's just tonight, Oh we're still the greatest, the greatest, the greatest, You, Your sex is on fire, You, Your sex is on fire and so were the words to transpire and you your sex is on fire and so were the words to transpire....
here we go! Got dirt, got air, got water and I know you can carry on. shrug off shortsighted false excitement and oh what can i say? have one, have twenty more "one mores" and oh it does not relent. The good times are killing me. Kick butt buzz-cut dickheads who didn't like what i said. the good times are killing me....