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And here I go again on my own
Going down the only road I've ever kown
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
And I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
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And why did those girls he had up on the mountain (even if they were just in his mind) look like anyway if LEA is the best lookig woman he's ever seen? NOT GOOD, IS THE POINT I'M DRIVING AT.
And they must've been proper cunts, constantly throwing drinks over him and saying he had a small willy to his friends, since Grace is the nicest girl he's ever met.