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Caught you sleeping on a sunset bench
You know the one I kinda look like [bad word]
Broken fingers and unbloody chest
I don't think you remember this

Then I saw you on the boulevard
Tried to sell me someone's credit card
Hanging out with the avenues
Coming down with nothing to use

And I know we are getting old
And I know we are getting cold

Quick stop at the liquor store
You'll buy a beer and I'll get 30 more
Yes sir I'm really 24 [bad word] THAT let's just run for the door

Passed out and you're seeing stars
Waking up in someone else's car
Faced out in the spirit ditch
Broke you neck but your legs still twitch

And I know we are getting old
And I know we are getting cold

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