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it's a drunken midnight on the streets |
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brightly dusted with a neon light |
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we duck behind the corner store |
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smoke your smokes while I keep a watchful eye |
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Right Here, right now |
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I hope before then ight is through |
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one fumbled touch will finally hit the spot |
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you've got everything going for you |
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so I'll go for everything I got. |
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Right here, the best days of our lives. |
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is this coincidence or a sign? |
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Is there anything I missed? |
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Is there anything I missed? |
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Tell me if I'm wrong |
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but why would we change a thing? |
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when the morning light fights through the cracks |
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cascading across the bed, and you are mine |
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when your parnets start to wake for work |
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between the sheets, I'll keep a watchful eye |
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right here, the best days of our lives |
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is this coincidence or a sign? |
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Is there anything I missed? |
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Is there anything I missed? |
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Tell me if I'm wrong |
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but why would we change a thing? |
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when we met I was on my back |
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I swear we spent most afternoons like that |
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somewhere in the act |
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we were part of something ours, |
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and ours alone |
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anywhere is home |
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we're almost here again |
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when we met I was on my back |
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I swear we spent most afternoons like that |
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somewhere in the act |
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we were part of something ours, |
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and ours alone |
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anywhere is home |
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we're almost here again |
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we're almost here again |
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we're almost here again |
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right here, right now |
