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You'll always awaken to the same old drill |
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It puts the nails in your coffin and the sugar in your tea |
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Shoulder the door, jimmy the lock |
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Don't turn this into a thing |
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Drop your baggage |
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The biggest surprises come from the smallest armies |
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It's not that the stereo stayed on country radio |
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It's that the stereo stayed |
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"Sweet simpleton, I'm now the private type |
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The last thing I want is the first thing that crossed your mind, half down the runway |
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There's a reason I survived sophomore year |
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Where the boys call each other by last names |
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The girls don't call each other at all |
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And the stereo stays on country radio" |
