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Major Mistake

My life consists of sitting around
And I take back one step , take back two
And now I’m out the door, yeah
Everybody says, everybody says
Its only on the weekends.
And I say..

By far this is the best
Please sir, can you tell me how you made this
Please tell me the recipe, the recipe
Because..
Everybody knows who they want to spend their nights with
And I don’t know who I want to spend my life with.

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