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I hook it up
I shoot it in
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for my brain to spin
I’m hookin’ it up
Cuz it reminds me of her
So little time to fly
It reminds me of what we were
In this game of solitaire for two
nothing could compare to you
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Memory is heaven
She’s too far away
She’s out of my reach
What happens now?
Does she continue to teach?
Every little thing I do
Helps me to remember you
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Memory is heaven
