| We met in lanes, we swerved and spun
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| Held our drinks like a loaded gun
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| Oh lungs, don’t abandon me
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| Let the snow fall, we can talk for days
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| The only ears I want in this place are yours
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| Oh, don’t abandon me
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| We drove it all night long
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| Just to crumble at your door
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| Cut the engine, cut the lights, I’m coming home
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| I’ve got a hunger I can’t leg go
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| It’s better running to something
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| When you’re running from everything
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| We drove it all night long
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| Just to crumble at your door
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| Cut the engine, cut the lights, I’m coming home
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| And I can’t leg go
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| All hopes up high
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| I’ve got the windows up and I’ll take you home tonight
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| All hopes up high
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| We can leave these bad, bad things behind
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| So gun it home
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| Gun it home
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| Big step for the boys with a drink
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| A man whose heart is stone
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| Just gun it home
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| All hopes up high
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| I’ve got the windows up and I’ll take you home tonight
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| All hopes up high
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| We can leave these bad, bad things behind
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| We met in lanes, we swerved and spun
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| Held our drinks like a loaded gun
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| Oh lungs, don’t abandon me
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| Let the snow fall, we can talk for days
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| The only ears I want in this place are yours
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| Oh, don’t abandon me
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| Oh woah oh
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| Well I hate to sleep alone
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| Oh woah oh
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| I hate to sleep alone |