We’ve all got our firsts

Our best and our worst

We’ve all smiled before

And we’ve all hit the floor


We’ve all loved and lost

And with a stroke of luck,

We won the lot, hit the jackpot

And loved the love we got


That one ex that won’t let us go

The night you wish you said no

That mistake we never made

And the regrets we’d never change


Baggage crammed in expensive handbags

And we shake it off in designer glad rags

All the demons we can’t outrun

The hell we raised in the name of fun


Back when we were young

When we were in no rush to grow up

When all we ever did was love each other

Before we were all second-hand lovers



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