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Hey, man it's been awhiledo you remember me?When I hit the streets I was 17a little wild, a little greenI've been up and down and in betweenAfter all these years and miles and memoriesI'm still chasing dreamsbut I ain't lookin' over my shoulderI like the bed i'm sleeping inIt's just like me its broken inIt's not old, just olderLike a favorite pair of torn blue jeansThis skin I'm in its alright with meIt's not old, just olderIt's good to see your faceYou ain't no worse for wearBreathing that California airWhen we took on the worldwe were young and braveWe got secrets that we'll take to the graveAnd were standing here shoulder to shoulderI like the bed i'm sleeping inIt's just like me its broken inIt's not old, just olderLike a favorite pair of torn blue jeansThis skin I'm in its alright with meIt's not old, just olderI'm not old enough to sing the bluesBut I wore the holes in the soles of these shoesYou can roll the dice'till they call your bluffBut you can't winuntil you're not afraid to lose, yeahWell, I look in the mirrorI don't hate what I seeThere's a few more lines staring back at meNow the nights have grown a little bit colderHey man, I gotta runYou take careIf you see coach Ttell him i've cut my hairI kept my faithI still believe I'm justI like the bed i'm sleeping inIt's just like me its broken inIt's not old, just olderLike a favorite pair of torn blue jeansThis skin I'm in its alright with meIt's not old, just older
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