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It's another tequila sunrise staring slowly 'cross the sky, said goodbye.
He was just a hired hand working on the dreams he planned to try, the days go by.
Every night when the sun goes down, just another lonely boy in town,
and she's out running 'round.
She wasn't just another woman and I couldn't keep from coming on, it's been so long.
Oh, and it's a hollow feeling when it comes down to dealing friends, it never ends.
Take another shot of courage, wonder why the right words never come, you just get numb.
It's another tequila sunrise, this old world still looks the same, another frame.
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"We were wrong, terribly wrong. (We) should not have tried to fight a guerrilla war with conventional military tactics against a foe willing to absorb enormous casualties...in a country lacking the fundamental political stability necessary to conduct effective military and pacification operations. It could not be done and it was not done."
- Robert S. McNamara
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"We will take our napalm and flame throwers out of the land that scarcely knows the use of matches...
We will leave you your small joys and smaller troubles."
- Eugene McCarthy in "Vietnam Message"
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never wrestle with a pig.
you both get dirty;
the pig likes it.
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