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I was thinkin' about your face |
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just a minute ago |
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I'll be leaving the simple space |
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just to be at a show |
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I get distracted by the simplest lines |
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I need to test my resolve |
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I got the symptoms and I'm watching the signs |
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My medication can't solve |
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Every problem left on my front door |
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I ain't no Curious George |
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Marie Curie or Louis Pastuer |
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I never played at the Gorge |
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I can remember the warm summer nights |
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Driving so fast we were ran every red light |
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I can remember the feeling is gone away |
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Flying so high with my feet on the floor |
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but left my nerve on the ground |
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I made it this far using every back door |
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I had to find in the sound |
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Took a lover like some Parisian Count |
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then you fell off the floor |
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Spending summers with your seniors' discount |
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pay your dues and then a roll |
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Off trippin' at a rock n roll show |
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that's your problem my friend |
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Try slippin' past security though |
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I guess you're shutout again |
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I can remember the warm summer nights |
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Drinking cold Gennys, yeah we'd get so tight |
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I can remember the feeling is gone again |
