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The last Bookstore Composed by Stan Beinstein and Jim Gleason Grilled Weasel Publishing / ascap. All rights reserved
DWhen the last boGokstore is DgoneD7. When theG last record store clDosD7es It'lGl all be online aDnd all in yoBmur mind. And nAothing to smell but GtheD roses
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DWhen i was a child on Gline meant Dthe laDundry. My heroes were cowboys like ARogers and Autry GNow the sun has set on that valiaDnt oldBm west. And siAlicon valley hasG stolen Dour best
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DWhen the last booksGtore is gone. D D7 WheGn the last record store closDes IGt'll all be onlineD and all in your minBmd And Anothing to touch buGt the Bmroses
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DWhen theres nothing left Gupon the shelf and Dall of your storage is insiAde your self GWhen memory fades it goes Dback to the vaBmpors. A cAloudy existence wGithout any pDapers DNow somethings lost and soGmethings gained. D Too much information wAill rattle your brain ToDo much information. TGoo much for me. IDts a wonder we dont all hAave a d d d SDo read a real book OGne you hold in your hand. And Dsee how it feels to get lAost in the grand SchDeme of a story. FGiction or fact. DIt wont cost you but time. IAtll sure pay you back
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DWhen the last booGkstore is goneD. D7 When the Glast record store cDloses ItG'll all be onlDine and all in your miBmnd. AnAd nothing to touch but tGhe rosDes