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It was like morning dew Chills on skin, light globe shun on you It was then I knew My, my, my ass down for you This aint no lie, this only truth Like it was cheers all the way That was before someone said
Refrain, Abstain, the words we are told. A game, A game, the loser behold. His morals he left, his values he tore. 'Till all goodness cleft, and no conscience wore. An oath he did promise,
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