"Song #7" genre: Funk
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	Lyrics In my dreams I live to get old, despite the fact that I am I'm told. And if you'd ask I'd say who'd want to live forever. Your eyes have a way of making me stay. Here's just fine and all we've got is time. Go on poor a drink, if it gives me time to think, if it gives me time to say "hello". Where have you been? I missed you friend, I know. Come on in no matter where you've been, cause gone are the times when we had dreams my friend. And if you'd ask I'd say who'd want to have it better. There's nothing here, message so clear, your home.

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