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We drove the car |
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To the top of the parking ramp |
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4th of July |
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Sat out on the hood |
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With a couple of warm beers |
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And watched the fireworks |
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Explode in the sky |
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There was an exodus of birds from the trees |
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Cuz they didn't know |
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We were only pretending |
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And the people all looked up and looked pleased |
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And the birds flew around |
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Like the whole world was ending |
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I don't think war is noble |
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And I don't like to think love is like war |
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But I got a big hot cherry bomb |
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And I wanna slip it through the mail slot |
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Of your front door |
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You can't leave me here |
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I got your back now |
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You'd better have mine |
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Cuz you say the coast is clear |
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But you say that all the time |
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So many sheep I quit counting |
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Sleepless and embarassed |
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About the way that I feel |
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Trying to make mole hills out of mountains |
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Building base camp at the bottom |
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Of a really big deal |
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Did I ever tell you how I stopped eating |
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When you stopped calling me |
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I was cramped up |
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And shifting rivers for weeks |
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And pretending that I was finally free |
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You can't leave me here |
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I got your back now |
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You'd better have mine |
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Cuz you say the coast is clear |
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But you say that all the time |
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We drove the car |
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To the top of the parking ramp |
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4th of July |
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I planted my dusty boots on the bumper |
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Sat out on the hood |
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And looked up at the sky |