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she drove her mother's car, 'twas a 2cvi was most impressed by her casual dressi was most impressedinside her rented room colored deepest bluei suppose we found some kind of happinessto fill the emptinesswe were simply wasting precious timehiding from the cruelest summer skyshe took her mother's car to get away from meheaven knows that i, i can sympathizeoh i can sympathizefor we were never close if the truth were toldall we ever shared was a taste in clothesoh we were never closewe were simply losing everythingunderneath the cruelest london sunwe were simply wasting precious timewe were simply wasting precious timewe were simply wasting precious time
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