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Cab The Innocent And Sweet

remember me as innocent and sweet I tried to get them to open up their minds To worry about love and never about time And maybe they'll listen and after

strength counted a couple of blessings and stepped out in the street/ and the sweet smell of victory put my mind at ease and the breeze told the tree's to whisper something to me/ and

strength counted a couple of blessings and stepped out in the street and the sweet smell of victory put my mind at ease and the breeze told the tree's to whisper something to me/ and

some strength counted a couple of blessings and stepped out in the street and the sweet smell of victory put my mind at ease and the breeze told the tree's to whisper something to me/ and