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Oh, I still have my soul. I was wondering if Dolly had one for which she didn't particularly care, or you, Elvis, can I have your soul? I'll be nice to your soul. I won't torment it or subject it to too much silliness.
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By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
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