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Luck loves me not tonight, I'm running out |
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This four leaf clover's all, but useless now |
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I've got four wheels that say I'm not alone tonight |
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I'm always looking for a joy ride through |
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The brightest part of this town |
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Break out, break out |
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As we escape through the windows |
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Head for the car, and never look back |
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Singing, singing |
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Break out, break out |
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Our time has come and we've got |
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These big city dreams |
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Put up or shut up, we're not wasting time again |
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The credits are rolling and we're getting lost again |
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In parking lots, to serenading sirens |
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As the blue lights bathes our smiles |
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Break out, break out |
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As we escape through the windows |
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Head for the car, and never look back |
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Singing, singing |
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Break out, break out |
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Our time has come and |
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We've got these big city dreams |
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Let's take a moment to reflect |
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On the past few years of my life |
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I haven't worked myself away to stay inside |
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This is the time to let us |
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Break out, break out |
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As we escape through the windows |
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Head for the car, and never look back |
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Singing, singing |
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Break out, break out |
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Our time has come and |
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We've got these big city dreams |
