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I think of evergreens and root beer, |
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I just forgot how it goes. |
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I feel like hopscotch on bourbon shots, |
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But i'm all over the road. |
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And the road just gets longer |
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With every step that i take. |
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Somehow i wanna stumble |
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Then again and again and again. |
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If my head keeps spinning like this, |
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Baby, i wouldn't wait up. |
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I know it's not just a game, |
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But simon says it's all outta love. |
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I'm pulling slot machines and dime bags |
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- pushing my luck around. |
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I'm thinking this must be vegas |
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'cause the only way out is down. |
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It feels like this is a robbery, |
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But im the only one around. |
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Im screaming out my lungs, |
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But my knees against the pavement |
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Make the only sound. |
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If my head keeps spinning like this, |
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Baby, i wouldn't wait up. |
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I know it's not just a game, |
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But simon says it's all outta love. |
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I don't care for cops or the highway patrol. |
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I know where i'm going and it sure ain't rome. |
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I'll make a right and a wrong, |
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Whatever gets me gone. |
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I wish you were going, but i'm all outta love. |
