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Look at this photograph every time I do it makes me laugh How did our eyes get so red? And what the hell is on Joey¡¯s head?
This is where I grew up I think the present owner fixed it up I never knew we ever went without The second floor is hard for sneakin¡¯ out
This is where I went to school Most of the time had better things to do Criminal record says I broke in twice I must¡¯ve done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it¡¯s too late Should I go back and try to graduate Life¡¯s better now than it was back then If I was them, I wouldn¡¯t let me in
Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It¡¯s hard to say, It¡¯s time to say it Goodbye, Goodbye Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It's hard to say, It¡¯s time to say it Goodbye, Goodbye
Remember the old arcade blew every dollar that we ever made The cops hated us hangin¡¯ out They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to listen to the radio and sing along with every song we¡¯d know We said someday we¡¯d find out how it feels To sing to more than just the steering wheel
Kim¡¯s the first girl I kissed, I was so nervous that I nearly missed She¡¯s had a couple of kids since then I haven¡¯t seen her since God knows when
Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It¡¯s hard to say, It¡¯s time to say it Goodbye, Goodbye Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It¡¯s hard to say, It¡¯s time to say it Goodbye, Goodbye
I miss that town, I miss their faces You can¡¯t erase, You can¡¯t replace it I miss it now, I can¡¯t believe it So hard to stay, Too hard to leave it If I could relive those days I know the one thing that would never change
Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It¡¯s hard to say, It¡¯s time to say it Goodbye, Goodbye Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It¡¯s hard to say, It¡¯s time to say it Goodbye, Goodbye
Look at this photograph Every time I do it makes me laugh Every time I do it makes me.
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