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(robert ellis orrall/angelo) |
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Met her on monday down at the blue star |
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Where we all hang out |
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I picked her up at work tuesday afternoon |
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That night we were rocking the town |
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Wednesday, thursday, time sure flies |
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When you're having a ball |
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A perfect match, no strings attached |
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By friday we'd done it all |
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Saturday night under the stars |
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Huggin' and a-kissin' in the back of her car |
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I said, "ain't this the life, what could go wrong?" |
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When all of a sudden she dropped the love bomb |
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Those three little words |
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Set off a chain reaction like i'd never seen |
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I was shakin' in my boots |
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When she lit the fuse i was blown to smithereens |
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5, 4, 3, 2, 1, it hit me like a ton of bricks |
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She'd got a mind to cross that line |
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I shoulda known it would come to this |
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Saturday night under the stars |
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Huggin' and a-kissin' in the back of her car |
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I said, "ain't this the life, what could go wrong?" |
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When all of a sudden she dropped the love bomb |
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I was keeping it loose, taking it slow |
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Playing it cool, but wouldn't you know |
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Saturday night under the stars |
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Huggin' and a-kissin' in the back of her car |
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I said, "ain't this the life, what could go wrong?" |
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When all of a sudden she dropped the love bomb |
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When all of a sudden she dropped the love bomb |
