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I've got a restless heart burning up inside my bones |
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Just a kid looking out the window of a rusted, run-down mobile home |
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Warm eyes and a crooked smile, radio droning on and on |
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Don't hold back, don't hesitate |
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'Cause we've got fire, it's in our blood |
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Goddamn this restless heart, keeping me up through the night |
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I'm flying down the interstate in the same old car that I used to drive |
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Gold dust in the desert air, radio droning on and on |
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Don't hold back, don't hesitate |
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'Cause we've got fire, it's in our blood |
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You don't need to be careful |
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[x3] |
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I've got a restless heart, burning up inside my bones |
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I remember looking out the window of that rusted run down mobile home |
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Warm eyes And a crooked smile, radio droning on and on |
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Don't hold back, don't hesitate |
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'Cause we've got fire, it's in our blood |
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You don't need to be careful |
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[x3] |
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We'll hold our heads over the rising tide |
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We'll find our way without the city lights |
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The morning sky has never seemed so clear |
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It all starts here |
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