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He was a boy,she was a girl.That's where the story ends.Without a teatthey parted waysand now and ever since thenthey lived happy.Breathing's automatic.He loves the rain,she loves cocaineand none of them loves Neil Young.He's been awayshe's been around;in different ways they lived happy.Breathing's automaticThey live happy,breathing 'til they don't.Who would've thought we'd losebefore we started playingThe game is up,words have all been said.Light and gloves are resting on your lap.Who would've thoughwe were the monkey and the preacher,Letras de cancionestired and sadredemption wasn't bigger.I only pray for you,for you,for you. From Letras Mania