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Not having a girlfriend of any description -- let alone rich -- at the time, I was forced to use my powerful narrative skills to conjure one out of whole cloth, as it were. And I threw in a drug habit at no extra charge.
The song was a bit "boomy" in the opening, until I turned the volume down. I'm not sure what I was babbling on about in the chorus, though that was nothing new.
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