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[b]COLD BLUE SNOW[/b]
Purple rain turns to blue snow in the cold
When the Soda troubadour walked out the door
Please God return our music genius back to us
So we can sing in violet spring showers once more
When the Soda troubadour walked out the door
Please God return our music genius back to us
So we can sing in violet spring showers once more
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