Locked

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You still tick my clock 
You break the lock
You don't need a key
And you've always featured 
In the diary of me
As we make a two by two 
Go just as far
As I can drive 
In my car
And I may have grown up 
And shaken down 
You may have shattered
Like glass on the ground
It doesn't mean I won't pick you up 
Coz you know you are my love
Since we were teens
You are the man of my dreams

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