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I thought about the place tonight

Where we both used to drink and I

Remember when the neighbor broke your window

And it used to rain the water wore away the paint

And left a puddle on the floor under your table

How you been since the last time that I saw you?

'Cause I think about it often

And I miss you if I'm honest

Well, yeah, I think I'm doing fine, but I don't know

'Cause the nights can get so cold

And I'm always thinking back to when we were

Stealing bottles that we'd drink out in the street

Pulling smoke into our lungs

Who would have thought I'd be so lost at twenty-three?

Oh Lord, take me back to twenty-one

I know it's not that long

But it seems longer on my own

And I am missing home

More than you could know

And yeah, I bet that nothing's changed

The place will always stay the same

I wish that I could say the same 'bout me though

Do you remember us the same way that I do?

Do you think about it often?

'Cause it's all I seem to do

Yeah, I think I'm doing fine, but I don't know

'Cause the nights can get so cold

And I'm always thinking back to when we were

Stealing bottles that we'd drink out in the street

Pulling smoke into our lungs

Who would have thought I'd be so lost at twenty-three?

Oh Lord, take me back to twenty-one

Oh Lord, take me back to twenty-one

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Stealing bottles that we'd drink out in the street

Pulling smoke into our lungs

Who would have thought I'd be so lost at twenty-three?

Oh Lord, take me back to twenty-one

Oh Lord, take me back to twenty-one

Oh Lord, take me back to twenty-one