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When I was seventeen I was chasing after dreams In Southport I had to get away Or end up in a nursing home alone When I was seventeen I had a special love And Southport Didn't seem a bad place after all On the promenade The carnival facade is peeling And the floral clock Has stopped a moment caught in time Such a sad decay Well, it's something like the way I'm feeling For such a dream so big Southport seemed a little bit too small And I was still naive I really did believe in magic Thought I had found a love And treasured it above all else

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