| Sometimes I forget who we were back then
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| But Saturday nights stealin' cold beer and cigarettes
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| At a house we didn’t know wearin' our now-vintage clothes
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| Lookin' at this photo
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| Oh, I remember someone sayin', «Smile»
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| Who would have thought we’d still be smilin' now
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| We’ve come a long way since we were strangers in the basement
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| At a party we hated, tryna make conversation
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| The night it was taken, I didn’t have a clue
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| That someday I’d be somethin' more
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| Than just a boy in a Polaroid with you
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| Ooh, mm
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| Ooh, mm
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| Too many times these moments, they come and go
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| How lucky was I that our moment was set in stone?
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| Even though the colors faded and everybody changes
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| I’m holdin' on to this photo
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| Oh, I remember fallin' just like that
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| And now it’s kinda crazy lookin' back
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| We’ve come a long way since we were strangers in the basement
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| At a party we hated, tryna make conversation
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| The night it was taken, I didn’t have a clue
 | 
| That someday I’d be somethin' more
 | 
| Than just a boy in a Polaroid with you
 | 
| Ooh, mm
 | 
| Ooh, mm
 | 
| Oh, I remember someone sayin', «Smile»
 | 
| Who would have thought we’d still be smilin' now
 | 
| We’ve come a long way since we were strangers in the basement
 | 
| At a party we hated, tryna make conversation
 | 
| The night it was taken, I didn’t have a clue
 | 
| That someday I’d be somethin' more
 | 
| Than just a boy in a Polaroid with you
 | 
| Ooh, mm, you
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| Ooh, tryna make conversation
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| The night it was taken, I didn’t have a clue
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| That someday I’d be somethin' more
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| Than just a boy in a Polaroid with you |