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Jessie, I'm not joking around |
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I see the crowd you're hanging with and those kids don't seem positive |
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Don't all the cigs make you tired? |
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You know I'd never ask you to change, |
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I'll only ask you to try |
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I know you're gonna do what |
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I know you're gonna do |
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But 22 and banging around in restaurants |
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Isn't that much prettier than banging around in bars |
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And why do you keep going to his car? |
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I don't want this to stop, |
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I want you to know |
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I don't want you to settle, |
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I want you to grow |
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Forget all the boys that you had at the harbor |
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They're too hard already, they'll only get harder |
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Jessie, let's go for a ride |
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I know a place that we can stop |
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I know a place that we could drink and kiss for awhile |
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I know a place that always makes you smile |
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I know you're gonna say what |
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I know you're gonna say |
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I know you'll look at the ground, |
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I know you'll probably cry |
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You're a beautiful girl and you're a pretty good waitress |
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But Jessie, |
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I don't think |
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I'm the guy |
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I don't want this to stop, |
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I want you to know |
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I don't want you to settle, |
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I want you to grow |
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Forget everything that |
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I showed you this summer |
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You're too hard already, you'll only get harder |
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But they didn't name her for a saint |
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They named her for a storm |
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So how's she supposed to think about |
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How it's gonna feel in the morning? |
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She said if heaven's hypothetical |
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And if the cigs keep you warm |
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Then how's she supposed to think about |
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How it's gonna move in the morning? |
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About how it's gonna move in the morning |
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About how it's gonna move in the morning |
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Hurricane |
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Jessie's gonna crash into the harbor this summer |
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She don't want to wait 'til she gets older |
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Hurricane |
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Jessie's gonna crash into the harbor this summer |
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She don't want to wait, she said it only gets harder |
