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Folks roamed the earth Like big rolling kegs
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Last time I saw you, We had just split in two
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That the pain down in your soul Was the same as the one down in mine
That's the pain It cuts a straight line Down through the heart
We called it love So we wrapped our arms around each other
Trying to shove ourselves back together We were making love Making love
It was a cold dark evening Such a long time ago, When by the mighty hand of Jove
It was the sad story how we became Lonely two-legged creatures
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