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At age fifty two, I think of my age twenty two, With none to rescue, All saying adieu, I had tragic view, Kind souls not even few, My guts, none to renew, No girl to interview, My joy dried like dew, I received not my due, This song I never knew, Now it is damn, damn new, My torn emotions, it does sue, I was last in every queue, This I now frankly tell you, Tragedy was the residue, With God I did argue, For my love-search, no clue, Sky-blue solved not my blue, Away from me all flew, I now review
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thanks for this wonderful memrormies
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best love song..
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TRAGEDY, WHEN THE FEELING'S GONE AND YOU CAN'T GO ON IT'S TRAGEDY!!!!! i just can't avoid dancing.
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they are bloody sausage jockeys alright!!!!!!!!!!!!
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good song, but they have funny voices lol
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did someone mess with the singer track before uploading? sounds like alvin the chipmunk is lead vocals. i know gibb sings with a falsetto to begin with but damn. oh and the middle brother with the glasses looks like a soccer mom.
hi.
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Stupenda!!
Damn good song..
punkkis81 2 years ago 29
im going to a Robin Gibb consert next weekend :P
dollypall 2 years ago 5