| Out here walking round this empty town
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| Got a lot on my mind but nothing figured out, yeah
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| We gon stay out late, somehow graduate
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| And we’ll still make time to catch some sleep
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| But we can rest when we’re six feet underneath, right
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| We make 'em jealous cause we’re livin' and they need life
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| They trynna rush us but see we gon take our sweet time
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| And they gon say were crazy that’s the green light, light
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| Woah, oh, woah, oh, oh
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| I said, «Damn it feels good to be free»
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| Singing, woah, oh, woah, oh, oh
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| I said, «Damn it feels good to be eighteen»
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| Yeah
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| And damn it feels good yeah
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| And damn it feels good yeah
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| Were out here walking round this empty town
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| Got a lot on my mind but nothin figured out, yeah
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| We gon stay out late, somehow graduate
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| And we’ll still make time to chase our dreams
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| Cause we got people out there chasing a degree, right
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| And we got other people looking for TV time
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| I know some girl just out there searching for a real guy
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| Hoping for a ring right, fallin' to a sweet lie
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| Woah, oh, woah, oh, oh
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| I said, «Damn it feels good to be free»
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| Singing, woah, oh, woah, oh, oh
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| I said, «Damn it feels good to be eighteen»
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| Yeah
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| Out here walking round this empty town
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| Got a lot in my mind, not in a bank account, yeah
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| But we’ll stay out late, and we’ll graduate
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| And we’ll still make time to do our thing
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| Woah, oh, woah, oh, oh
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| I said, «Damn it feels good to be free»
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| Singing, woah, oh, woah, oh, oh
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| I said, «Damn it feels good to be eighteen»
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| Yeah
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| Woah, oh, woah, oh, oh
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| I said, «Damn it feels good to be free»
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| Singing, woah, oh, woah, oh, oh
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| I said, «Damn it feels good to be eighteen»
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| Yeah |