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If I asked real sweet, |
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Would you take a ride with me, |
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To drive down streets that no one else has ever seen? |
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Red bucket seats with a stereo from 1953. |
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I knew you before you were born, |
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And now I've seen an ending worth waiting for. |
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Under blankets and maps to keep us warm. |
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My markers made |
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Out of rows of white birch trees |
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Lead me to black velvet |
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dressed in silver rings. |
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Just like you and me, some things were meant to be. |
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I knew you before you were born, |
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And now I've seen an ending worth waiting for. |
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Under blankets and maps to keep us warm. |
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To keep us warm. |
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The paper moon |
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In the tree branch blue sky |
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Is cold and brittle on a dark October night. |
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Dead and withered vines that grew on concrete steam rail lines. |
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I knew you before you were born, |
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And now I've seen an ending worth waiting for. |
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Under blankets and maps to keep us warm. |
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Keep us warm. |
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Keep us warm. |
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Keep us warm. |
