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For Norm

Of course I will meet with you
if your hair were grey.
Even if it was grey in May.
I only really wanted to see it that way.
And in December if you finally lose it all,
I won't really mind at all.
And now you don't have none anymore,
I promise I won't show you the door.
I always loved your hair so grey,
And even if you have none it won't change a thing.
Because Norm to me your everything

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