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Fame, fourtune, platinum records. |
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Its every boy's dream. |
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True story. |
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Somebody asked me one time. |
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Travie, you high. |
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You look high. |
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Shit, Yeah Im high. |
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Lets go. |
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The world is yours, so play the role. |
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Blow the dust off this record and put the needle down slow. |
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Our veins are cold, but we'll never grow old. |
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Lets have a toast, and raise our drinks. |
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No hearts on our sleeves, just eagles on our cuff links. |
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Its such a rush to know you love me so much. |
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We'll do whatever you want to. |
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Girl I'll make a movie star of you. |
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You know that I could, |
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If you let me be your Hollywood. |
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We'll get high, and hide. |
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We all lust to the glamourous, |
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white girl so fine. |
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Going up on the downtown line. |
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We'll get high, and hide. |
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We all lust to the glamourous, |
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white girl so fine. |
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Going up on the downtown line. |
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Take your razor, break down my line. |
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Put your nose to the speaker. |
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Now breathe in, breathe in. |
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Clean up your nose, and face the crowd. |
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Then kiss your mirrors cuz we're all stars now. |
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Isnt it fun how music makes your lips numb. |
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We'll do whatever you want to. |
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Girl I'll make a movie star of you. |
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You know that I could, |
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If you let me be your hollywood. |
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We'll get high, and hide. |
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We all lust to the glamourous, |
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white girl so fine. |
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Going up on the downtown line. |
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We'll get high, and hide. |
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We all lust to the glamourous, |
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white girl so fine. |
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Going up on the downtown line. |
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Take your razor, break down my line. |
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Put your nose to the speaker. |
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Now breathe in, breathe in. |
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We'll get high, and hide. |
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We all lust to the glamourous, |
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white girl so fine. |
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Going up on the downtown line. |
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We'll get high, and hide. |
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We all lust to the glamourous, |
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white girl so fine. |
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Going up on the downtown line. |
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Breathe in. |
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Breathe in. |
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Breathe in. |
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Breathe in. |