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Well do you think your friends will show? (I don't, I don't know) |
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Because the light is beginning to go |
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If when we speak my cheeks start to burn |
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Then I'm a blushing bride ready to learn |
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Hung out at the Eastern terminal |
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All dressed up at dusk for a ride |
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Flamingos, and me on one leg |
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Swept up in the terminal's tide |
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I'm glad they tore that trailer down (I don't, I don't know) |
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Though back then you weren't even around |
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And now the sun is beginning to sink |
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Will I get that promised drink? |
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If when you speak my cheeks start to burn |
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Then I'm a blushing bride ready to learn |
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Hung out at the Eastern terminal |
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All dressed up at dusk for a ride |
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Flamingos, and me on one leg |
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Swept up in the terminal's tide |
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Hung out at the Eastern terminal |
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Too messed up at dusk for a ride |
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Flamingos, and me on my last legs |
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Drowning in the terminal's tide - yeah! |
