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The Years Gone By The Last Perfect Thing About This Year

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The Last Perfect Thing About This Year" Send "The Last Perfect Thing About This Year" Ringtone to your Cell I stand overlooking this town To mind the

sober, some nights gone off the Henny as usual So unusual to be in this position Everything I say everybody tryna diss 'em Everybody playin him, truth be told The last

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lay down, tied up in my room i found the perfect remedy spit you out, were a thousand years old, had a million boyfriends, with the newest i though about you in my bed last

don't last long A lotta yuppies sneakin' Cars out when dad's gone Crackin' bottles in clubs Frontin' designer fashion But I ain't about To

needed to know about the music business and even things I didn't want to know. He said he could make me a star, one of the biggest things the world had

pent upin you, tied up in your room you got the best cut of deal you lay down, with the newest i though about you in my bed last night you were a thousand years

everything I needed to know about the music business and even things I didn't want to know. He said he could make me a star, one of the biggest things