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In all the years we've all lived in Minneapolis |
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Crossing paths at the Walker and the Nicholas |
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Even though we'd said "Hello" I never would have guessed |
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That we'd be sleeping on the same floor in a dirty house in Illinois |
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With our heads on the same pillow |
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And the same song on our lips |
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I understand about indecision |
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I don't care if I get behind |
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People living in competition |
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I just want to have a piece of |
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Your heart for a very short time |
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Til we pass back over the Minnesota state line |
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and even if we never hang out again |
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we'll always have this thing called tour magic |
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Tour magic |
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It's more than a feeling |
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and I hope they felt it |
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If not, this song would be embarrassing |
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What's happening in __ and cans |
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we'll take a group nap |
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We'll never change clothes, we don't give a crap |
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Tour the regional candy and the regional beer |
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And then we'll stay up late revealing all our hopes and fears |
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short shorts and tank tops |
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the boys of summer get so hot |
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short shorts and tank tops |
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two weeks are just not enough |
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short shorts and tank tops |
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the girls of summer get so hot |
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short shorts and tank tops |
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two months are just not enough |
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When we get back, we can go on a date |
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We'l get married in 2008 |
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We'll live in a van with two other bands |
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and we'll always be on tour |
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and we'll have a baby |
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and we'll call it too romantic |
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Too romantic |
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It's more than a feeling |
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And I hope they felt it |
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If not, this song would be embarrassing |
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After you leave in your respective cars, |
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we retreat to Milwaukee bars. |
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We talk about our lives without constant fun |
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Back to jobs and obligations |
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with a little bit of magic still remaining |
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We've all got the same look in our eyes |
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and one thing on our minds |
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It doesn't matter what you say |
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It doesn't matter what you do |
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It doesn't matter what you eat |
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It doesn't matter how you chew |
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It's g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s to feel so close to you so fast |
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Why oh why oh can't it last |
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and in the future when we pass, |
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will we hug or just high five? |
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Or someday when we walk right by |
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without looking into each other's eyes |
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we know that in your heart still lies that magic |
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Tour magic |
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It's more than a feeling |
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and I hope they felt it |
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If not, this song would be embarrassing |
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Tour magic |
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I've got 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 new friends, okay! |
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And if we tried it, |
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if this magic didn't happen again |