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I like Saturdays and the rocket summer |
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Blue skies and the morning's air |
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Oh oh, oh oh |
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I like you, you like me |
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There's something wrong with this picture |
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Let's turn it upside down so we can see |
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The insecurities caused by the last four years |
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Of economic downsizing in the Eastern US |
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I like February along with Tilly and the Wall |
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Pretty pictures and shirts that are too small |
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For my child-like figure that you're so in love with |
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I like the autumn's leaves and bright eyes |
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Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind |
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Stands strong in my favorites of all time |
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Along with you and your Technicolor eyes |
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You say Johnny Cash is your favorite singer |
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But you've never heard 'Folsom Prison Blues' |
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So how do you expect me to believe you? |
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I was never much on country songs but |
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Someone should really tell you to come home |
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'Cause it's getting late and your dinner's getting cold |
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I like simple songs with pretty words |
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I tried poetry but it's just no good |
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The pages get lost besides I'd much rather sing to you |
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I love living life with you by my side |
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You're a smart kid with a beautiful smile |
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And oh God those Technicolor eyes |
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I like Saturdays and the rocket summer |
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Night skies and that lovely stare |
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I like you, you like me, so let's lock all the doors |
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There's nothing outside we need to see |
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'Cause we've got love, yeah, we've got a TV |
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We can watch 'Friends' and all we want |
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And we can laugh at how I laugh like Ross when I get nervous |
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And we don't have to worry about tomorrow |
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Because we know it's gonna come |
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Whether we want it to or not |
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I like simple songs with pretty words |
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I tried poetry but it's just no good |
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The pages get lost besides I'd much rather sing to you |
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I love living life with you by my side |
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You're a smart kid with a beautiful smile |
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And oh God those Technicolor eyes |
