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You're in the tap of my foot As I wait for the bus In every song we used to sing. Though it would be good To forget about us I remember every little thing.
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Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 1:26 AM UTC
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You're in the tap of my foot As I wait for the bus In every song we used to sing. Though it would be good To forget about us I remember every little thing.
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Sep 8, 2014
Sep 8, 2014 at 1:26 AM UTC
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