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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeWay Back When
Well, I guess that this is now the endwho'd have thoughtmy old friendwe signed the papers and we capped the penBut I remember you from way back when'Good evening, ladies and gentlemenwelcome David-what's-his-name-again'Things change -the old clicheif we knew now what we knew yesterdayoh, we couldn't give it away.I was working at a record storeI knew you,you knew the scoresome kind of deal is what we're looking forTime came, and disappearedno one steered andit got weirderhelp was needed, no one volunteered.Things change,you got to wait a bitwhat made me think that I could weather it?you're down before you even noticeyou've been hitAnd through it all I wondered where the buswas taking youwho knew?and even though my one and one was alwaysmaking twoI never thought that I was breaking you.We were victims of the old taboobut people changewe changed toojust make it count before they get to you.Things change -baby, hold the phone! -they'll shoot you down like you was Al CaponeOh, you better go it alone.Well, I guess that this is now the endthe paper's signed -forget the penwonder if we'll ever meet again?
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