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| 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 onwalk on
Walk onwalk 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 onwalk on
Walk onwalk on.
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