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We could take off each other's clothes and be |
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Best friends in the middle of the road or we could |
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Talk shit about tomorrow |
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And it how it never adds up |
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Well we could touch lips for the hell of it |
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It's a nice day and we're just kids |
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There's nothing to do anyway |
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In this town made for two |
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I don't know what you meant |
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But I know what you said |
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About the big nights |
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About the blue sky |
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And the indifferent way you talk about the past you like |
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Maybe you should write a book about it |
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Or a song that we'll all sing along to |
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With la da da I'm so damn glad you moved to the city |
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And that's too bad you lost what you loved |
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Ot's an ugly world but you can smile all you want |
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Well here we are in the back of your car |
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Our hands move to the beat of our hips |
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No one has to know the truth about this |
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We were "just out for a walk and a kiss or two" |
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I'll tell you girl you do a number on me |
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With those eyes I swear you stole from the sky |
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All I need, is you tonight |
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I don't know what you meant |
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But I know what you said |
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About the big nights |
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About the blue sky |
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And the indifferent way you talk about the past you like |
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Maybe you should write a book about it |
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Or a song that we'll all sing along to |
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With la da da I'm so damn glad you moved to the city |
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And that's too bad you lost what you loved |
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It's an ugly world but you can smile all you want |
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Won't you meet at the sidewalk if you want |
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I know you know the whole truth and nothing but the |
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Someone said you were leaving town soon |
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Well if so then I am too |
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Yeah we're a mess but that's fine 'cause it's me and you |
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Well we could climb trees and lay in their leaves |
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They won't mind as long as we ask nice |
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You won't mind as long as I ask nice |
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Or so i'm told |
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Well we could carve hearts out of falling stars |
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Chase the wind down the winding streets |
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Ride in cars for hours to nowhere |
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We're a mess, but that's fine, 'cause it's you and me |
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We're a mess, but that's fine |
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We don't need no time to keep up with the days |
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You keep telling your lies |
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I'll keep singing these shitty love songs |
