In a message dated 6/8/00 12:19:21 PM, [EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:

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    "Time Don't mean a thing to me/I've got life to go"
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"I'm my father's son . . . just a little bit crazy."

"If a man keeps running sooner or later he'll run into himself."

"From now on all my friends are gonna be strangers."

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