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He is bad, he is bad, he is bad but we danced in the middle of the street and he sang Oasis' "Wonderwall" in my ear but his voice sounded more like the Ryan Adams version and I imagined him sitting on the sidewalk with an acoustic guitar and that smile and it almost fit too well. And when I asked what he was thinking he just turned his head, took
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such a contrast.....
i was sitting on a flimsy swing smoking like a mad woman, talking to someone named Huston and darting my looks everywhere to realize i didn't recognize anyone around.
but it's okay.
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Remember when he hopped off the back of your car and you were twirling your skirt?
And then he said "let's dance" and you said, "I need to talk to Paul" and left.
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