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    I was five and she was six
    We rode on horses made of sticks
    I wore black and she wore white
    She would always win the fight

    Bang bang, she shot me down
    Bang bang, I hit the ground
    Bang bang, that awful sound
    Bang bang, my baby shot me down

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