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I hear some peoplebeen talkin' me down,Bring up my name,pass it 'round.They don't mentionhappy timesThey do their thing,I'll do mine.Ooh baby,that's hard to changeI can't tell themhow to feel.Some get stoned,some get strange,But sooner or laterit all gets real.Walk on, walk on,Walk on, walk on.I rememberthe good old days,Stayed up all nightgettin' crazed.Then the moneywas not so good,But we still didthe best we could.Ooh baby,that's hard to changeI can't tell themhow to feel.Some get stoned,some get strange,But sooner or laterit all gets real.Walk on, walk on,Walk on, walk on.
That was me
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hey really love your blog 'n what you guys are doing.
check mine out
TEXTSTYLES
torontotextstyles.blogspot.com
let's link up
Cheers,
Stefania
biz! YES! blogging!
can't comment must get ready to hang out with you ... awesome!
pit stop in toronto on your way further south east.
I hear some people
been talkin' me down,
Bring up my name,
pass it 'round.
They don't mention
happy times
They do their thing,
I'll do mine.
Ooh baby,
that's hard to change
I can't tell them
how to feel.
Some get stoned,
some get strange,
But sooner or later
it all gets real.
Walk on, walk on,
Walk on, walk on.
I remember
the good old days,
Stayed up all night
gettin' crazed.
Then the money
was not so good,
But we still did
the best we could.
Ooh baby,
that's hard to change
I can't tell them
how to feel.
Some get stoned,
some get strange,
But sooner or later
it all gets real.
Walk on, walk on,
Walk on, walk on.
That was me
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