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All night drive from Cafalonia, the sun at our backs |
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There's change in the cracks from my pocket in the cushion in then benches of the van |
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Hey Ian, who's this band |
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You keep playing on the iPod, I nod in out of sleep to the rhythm of the beat |
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Awaken to laughter and war stories, turn down the radio |
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I wanna talk about adventure and where we been |
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New York and SF with DTM |
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Triple Rock, getting lost, google maps |
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Home? Remind me why I'm coming back |
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Swing Ding in Tuscan, I sing along, I don't speak Spanish but I know the song |
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I need a Red Bull and the Arrivals on |
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Hey Eric is generic okay? Like the Pine Hill Haints say we're living on a dollar a day |
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Talking about Alex's in LBC. Rob got a new name its not PC |
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How long will it take? We're on the way |
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We spent half the night at Flying J |
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Navajo blankets and novelty hats |
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Nobody notices nobody pumped gas |
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So |
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We got, we got, we gotta get back |
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We want, we want a victory lap |
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Too long, too long, too long in these clothes |
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Spagett please go check if the trailers closed |
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I sleep, I sleep, I sleep in the back |
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Tj, Tj, where my money at? |
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I lose my meds, Fadi lose his phone |
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Can't stop to piss 'cause we're almost home |
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Where my cat is |
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1 3 and 5 |
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5-1-2 |
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The end of all trips |
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T to the E to the X A S |
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Please don't let me let myself forget |
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That we had it good in that moment |
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That we're G.F.F.G. |
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