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once in a life time


you call me pretty  you call me smart,  then you go and tear me apart        you whisper "i love youthen scream "goodbye"   you called me yours   i thought youwere mine      i wish you would make up your mind      it hurts to wonder wether we'll last or when im gone you'll move on to the next                    you'll call her pretty   you'll call her smart,      yet im still the one your tearing apart

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