New neighbours moved in,
they are young, they sing
till three in the morning,
I try to catch a wink, still
they continue to think
-- and so I wish could I --
that they will never die.
they are young, they sing
till three in the morning,
I try to catch a wink, still
they continue to think
-- and so I wish could I --
that they will never die.
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