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We never thought of findin’ a place where we belong. Don’t have to stand alone, we’ll never let you fall. Don’t need permission to decide what you believe. You gotta learn something when we meet you after school. I said jump, down on Jump Street. I said jump, down on Jump Street. Your friends will be there when your back is to the wall. You’ll find you’ll need us cause there’s no one else to call. When it was hopeless a decision is what you need. You’d better be ready cause’ your runnin’ outta time. Say jump, 21 Jump, Street.

Once in every lifetime, comes a love like this. Oh I need you, you need me, oh my darling can’t you see. Young Ones. Darling we’re the Young Ones. Young Ones. Shouldn’t be afraid. To live, love, there’s a song to be sung. Cause we may not be the Young Ones very long.

Green Acres is the place for me. Farm livin’ is the life for me. Land spreadin’ out so far and wide. Keep Manhattan, just give me that countryside. New York is where I’d rather stay. I get allergic smelling hay. I just adore a penthouse view. Darling I love you but give me Park Avenue. The chores! The stores! Fresh air! Times Square! You are my wife. Good bye, city life. Green Acres we are there!

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