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Hockey Lyrics

Winter time on the frozen river
Sunday afternoon
They're playing hockey on the frozen river
"Rosie!"
He'll have that scar on his chin forever
Someday his girlfriend will say "Hey, where...?"
He might look out the window... Or not

You skate as fast as you can 'til you hit the snowbank
(that's how you stop)
You got your sweater from the catalogue
You use your rubber boots for goal-posts
Oh I'm walking home

Don't let those Sunday afternoons
Get away get away get away get away get away get away get away get away
Break away break away break away

This stick was signed by Jean Belliveau
so don't fuckin' tell me where to fuckin' go...
Oh oh oh oh Sunday afternoon
Someone's dog just took the puck, he buried it, it's in the snowbank
ya ya... your turn
They rioted in the streets of Montreal when they benched Rocket Richard,
It's true.

Don't let those Sunday afternoons
Get away get away get away get away
Break away break away break away break away

The sun is fading on the frozen river
The wind is dying down.
Someone else just got called for dinner
"Rosie!"
Sunday afternoon

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