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I miss that night When we all got high On the levee that September night I sang Electric Avenue With you as we drove down the highway But that time is gone And so are you And the person I once knew Who used to call me his doll.
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 8:29 PM UTC
Smoking With A Stranger
I miss that night When we all got high On the levee that September night I sang Electric Avenue With you as we drove down the highway But that time is gone And so are you And the person I once knew Who used to call me his doll.
hope-marie-ross
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 8:29 PM UTC
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