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Blue Jeans Fade
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| Blue Jeans Fade,
Roses Die.
Shakespeare Withers
As Time Goes By.
Mountains Crumble,
Music Boxes Break.
Love in the Heart
Becomes a Dull Ache.
Romance Becomes Dinners
with Fancy Champagne
Instead of Wild Flowers
and Kisses in the Rain.
Children no Longer
Sell Lemonade,
Maybe Because They Know
That Blue Jeans Fade. | | | |
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