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Pretty blue |
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On my way |
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Smoke a hundred cigarettes |
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Charm the gas station boy |
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Buy you a pack of Nicorette |
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I'm your missionary |
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Your guru |
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I'm your god |
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I've been saving you all along |
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Park the car |
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Rehearse my lines |
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Say the right things at the right times |
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Love you so |
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Miss you not |
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Gonna wait in the parking lot |
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Take a moment and gaze up through the sunroof |
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And reach up through the sky |
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To the stars |
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From the confines of this car |
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And I'm gone |
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Like a thief escaping in the dark |
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But I'm stumbling blindly |
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And I'm trapped in the night |
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Goodbye, my pretty blue sky |
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Stole away |
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Almost night |
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Through plexiglass we fight |
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Count the stars |
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What a mess |
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This universe |
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This life |
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And I glide through the open window |
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So I can touch the sky |
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The stars |
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From the confines of this car |
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And I'm gone |
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Like a thief escaping in the dark |
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But I'm stumbling blindly |
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And I'm trapped in the night |
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Goodbye, my pretty blue sky |
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The sky is falling |
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Scattered stars |
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Like pieces of my youth |
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These are my scars tearing |
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I've got to heal myself |
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Not you |
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Home, sweet home |
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A week to go |
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Gonna get some sleep now |
