After work I met this girl...

She was the one I knew long ago, in the sweet-and-sour days of youth
Golden hair and azure eyes
A voice like an angel
I want to kidnap her and take her away from this place
We'll live in our own little mountain chattel
Nothing to bother us, no reason to worry
And every day will be pure bliss

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She can use my socks.  I don't mind.