| Damn, now all the pretty teens and fake IDs around me
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| Where did they come from?
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| Oh we’ll never look like all the models in the movies
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| We’ll never know
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| But tonight, call your friends down
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| We’re on our way now
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| And I feel like shouting, oh, I feel like shouting
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| Oh, tonight, it don’t matter who you’re from
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| Tonight we’re 21 under all these lights
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| (Hey)
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| I put my heart, I put my soul, I put my life in it
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| Look at me now
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| (Hey)
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| We’re feeling dumb with coke and rum, we raise a glass to it
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| The underdogs
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| Oohh
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| (Hey)
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| I throw my fingers to the ceiling and I won’t give in
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| Look at me now
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| Wait, give me a minute, just a minute, get my focus straight
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| They’re looking bored
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| When did all my friends turn into fake IDs and skinny jeans?
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| I don’t belong
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| But tonight, call your friends down
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| We’re on our way now
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| And I feel like shouting, oh, I feel like shouting
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| Oh, tonight, it don’t matter who you’re from
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| Tonight we’re 21 under all these lights
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| (Hey)
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| I put my heart, I put my soul, I put my life in it
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| Look at me now
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| (Hey)
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| We’re feeling dumb with coke and rum, we raise a glass to it
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| The underdogs
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| Oohh
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| (Hey)
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| I throw my fingers to the ceiling and I won’t give in
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| Look at me now |