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How many times
Can you take it on the chin
I slept through your last goodbye
And your mind was set on this
But I don't care where you've been
Anymore
In my formative years
My many wives would say
Without the hall of dancing
You know when I was happy
Thinking I was happy
Using every technique
To get you on your back
Throw you in the sack
Now I want you back
I want to be back in my formative years
In my formative years
Somewhere in the world
You are waiting to be found
Like the first that time we met
In the going of the underground
And the world kept spinning around
Anyway
In my formative years
My many wives would say
Without the hall of dancing
You know when I was happy
Thinking I was happy Using every technique
To get you on your back
Throw you in the sack
Now I want you back
I want to be back in my formative years In my formative years
In my formative years
My many wives would say
Without the hall of dancing
You know when I was happy
Thinking I was happy
Using every technique
To get you on your back
Throw you in the sack
Now I want you back
I want to be back in my formative years In my formative years
In my formative years
