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Hur normal är man när man lite smått bakfull vaknar upp strax efter åtta och börjar omgående lyssna på dubstep? Vad hände med att vakna upp till Arneta Frankling ljuva stämma istället för Skrillex dunkande bas? Jag får klippa mig och komma in i matchen.
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STEEN Girl From The North Country



Well, if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair. Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline. Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine.

Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm. When the rivers freeze and summer ends. Please see if she’s wearing a coat so warm. To keep her from the howlin’ winds.

Please see for me if her hair hangs long, If it rolls and flows all down her breast. Please see for me if her hair hangs long, That’s the way I remember her best.

I’m a-wonderin’ if she remembers me at all. Many times I’ve often prayed. In the darkness of my night. In the brightness of my day.

So if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair. Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline. Remember me to one who lives there. She once was a true love of mine.
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