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What happened last night |
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with that girl Miss Polite |
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She's insane, she's alright |
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I can recall, Catholic Girls, alcohol |
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Do they sin? |
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Haha, Don't they all? |
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Well I can't resist, either way she's impressed and concinved, she'll be mine |
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Well ya crush, and ya burn, and ya live and ya learn |
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In your dreams |
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It's my life |
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I caught fire to the red hot sun |
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Now I'm laughing at everyone |
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Yeah, I caught fire like a son of gun |
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But together we are the one. |
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Cinco de Mayo had the light in a while, well ok, I lied. |
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Drinks in the car on the way to the bar |
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We are sin, that we are, yeah yeah. |
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What's with the kids doing the same old shit |
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What a waste of life |
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When I was young, between the fingers and thumb |
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read between the lines, yeah. |
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I caught fire to the red hot sun |
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Now I'm laughing at everyone |
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Yeah, I caught fire like a son of gun |
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But together we are the one. |
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Remember yesterday? |
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Hell sometimes I can't remember my name |
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You can take a drunken picture of my face baby |
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But that ain't gonna get you layed. |
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I caught fire to the red hot sun |
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Now I'm laughing at everyone |
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Burn it, burn it, burn it!! |
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I caught fire like a son of gun |
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But together we are the one. |
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I caught fire to the red hot sun |
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Now I'm laughing at everyone |
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I caught fire like a son of gun |
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But together we are the one. |
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And there ain't nothin' that'll change my world |
