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The first thing I remember

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I was lying in my bed

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I couldn't of been no more

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Than one or two

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I remember there's a radio

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Comin' from the room next door

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And my mother laughed

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The way some ladies do

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When it's late in the evening

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And the music's seeping through


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The next thing I remember

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I am walking down the street

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I'm feeling all right

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I'm with my boys, I'm with my troops, yeah

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And down along the avenue

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Some guys were shooting pool

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And I heard the sound

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Of a cappella groups, yeah

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Singing late in the evening

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And all the girls out on the stoops, yeah


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Then I learned to play some lead guitar

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I was underage in this funky bar

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And I stepped outside to smoke myself a "J"

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And when I came back to the room

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Everybody just seemed to move

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And I turned my amp up loud and I began to play

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And it was late in the evening

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And I blew that room away


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   |Bb             | 
The first thing I remember

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When you came into my life

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I said I'm gonna get that girl

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No matter what I do

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Well I guess I'd been in love before

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And once or twice I been on the floor

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But I never loved no one

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The way that I loved you

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And it was late in the evening

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 And all the music seeping through


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