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Beat me up, beat me down, Miss me up beyond all recognition, For what it's worth, I'd do it again, With no consequence, I would do it again, Hard up, so hunt me down, down, down, Jump the gun, bust a cap, hit the ground!
What a love to a broken heart so long that you're gone, your heart are. I can tell by her hair and her lips, they be your material list. I'm going to burka for the chance to listen.
Maybe won't you take it back, see you, John? No, make me laugh, and nothing has to change, did I? I didn't mean to say I love you I love you And that's all.