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The Tenderfoot
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Our Smoking Friends
No matter where we'd be with all our smoking friends All those flirty dirty fingernails and cigarette ends Your hair was always clean, you smiled like you meant it
Now all I want's for them to wrap me up in a blanket Till April till you get back to cancel the papers And wake my heart from hibernating
How is it fair, when all I can care for is you? How is it fair, when all I can care for is you?
Nothing yet has meant as much to me As when you walked out of biology And left me with a broken heart And a pub on a postcard
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