| Beating the drum all night, dancing naked round a fire
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| Leaving trouble behind, swimming the the water
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| We found the tent with the flashlight, we were looking out for a hide out
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| When you’re praying for no strings, sometimes you get tied down
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| I never thought that this would happen
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| You got all weird after the weekend
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| Sometimes you make out with an old friend
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| I’m rounding first and I’m sliding into second
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| She could never hold her tongue much, and when I bit her lip hard
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| Expecting some review like: 2 out of 5 stars
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| But in a moment she revealed that she was no different
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| We were just kid’s nervous breathing showing some forgiveness
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| I never thought that this would happen
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| You got all weird after the weekend
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| Sometimes you make out with an old friend
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| I’m rounding first and I’m sliding into second
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| If you don’t know, then I don’t know how these things go
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| In your wooly socks and Birkenstocks
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| «What will they say about us?»
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| At that hour of the evening
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| the night will carry on without us
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| If we have to play one card
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| we can say we both blacked out
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| And friends seem to trust this
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| they believe this silly kind of cop out
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| I never thought that this would happen
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| You got all weird after the weekend
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| Sometimes you make out with an old friend
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| I’m rounding first and I’m sliding into second
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| If you don’t know, then I don’t know how these things go |