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We Have Time, There's No Big Rush.

Been Riding Broomsticks Since She Was Fifteen.

May The Dreams Of Your Past Be The Reality Of Your Future.

Looks Like My Baby Dont Live Here No More...thats Alright, Ive Still Got My Guitar..i Might As Well Go Back Over Yonder, Way Back Across The Hills, If My Baby Dont Love Me No More....i Know Her...sister Will

Every City In The World Always Has A Gang, A Street Gang, Or The So-called Outcasts.