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Tuesday, August 28, 2007

He loves her..
But she loves this guy right here..
and he somebody else..
You just can't win..
And so it goes..
Till the day you die..
This thing they call love..
It's gonna make you cry..
I've had the blues..
The reds and the pinks..
One thing for sure..


LOVE STINKS YEA YEA~
LOVE STINKS YEA YEA~
LOVE STINKS YEA YEA~


LOVE STINKS



Those memories were sweet,
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