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some grow old some never age some are bought  some are sold some talk  some walk some fight  some write some change some stay the same some are different some are just plain some fade some gain some learn  some play some stand  some fall some scream some...

The telephone ringsI see it's himMy hands are not shakingMy nerves are like steelHe starts right off Like he always doesBefore I say helloThe same put downsThe same old stuffI listen and then smileUntil he winds downThen ask him, pleaseTo hear me outNo mo...