Cifras
Late In The Evening

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The first thing I remember, I was lying in my bed
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I couldn't've been no more than one or two
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And I remember there's a radio, coming from the room next door
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My mother laughed the way some ladies' do
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Well it's late in the evening, and the music's seeping through
The next thing I remember, I am walking down a street