| Amsterdam on a Tuesday night
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| Don’t know anyone, but I guess that that’s alright
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| Drinks and smiles, tryna fake good times
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| Telling everyone about how they got inside
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| Don’t know why this ain’t feeling right
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| Maybe I just don’t get this vibe
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| Why are we tryna fool ourselves
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| We know we rather be, rather be somewhere else
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| Why don’t we stay inside for the night
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| Sweaters as dressing code, watching our favorite show
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| Why don’t we stay inside for the night
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| Green tea instead of blow, baby lets take it slow
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| Nobody around
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| Telling us about
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| His friend whose cousin knew Post Malone
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| Why don’t we stay inside for the night
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| Sweaters as dressing code, watching our favorite show
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| Hollywood on a Wednesday night
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| In a limousine, hoping to be seen
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| Getting drunk, it’s called good times
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| Its the atmosphere, get me out of here
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| Why are we tryna fool ourselves
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| We know we’re rather somewhere else
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| Why don’t we stay inside for the night
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| Sweaters as dressing code, watching our favorite show
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| Why don’t we stay inside for the night
|
| Green tea instead of blow, baby lets take it slow
|
| Nobody around
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| Telling us about
|
| His friend whose cousin knew Post Malone
|
| Why don’t we stay inside for the night
|
| Sweaters as dressing codes, watching our favorite show
|
| Don’t know why this ain’t feeling right
|
| Maybe I just don’t get this vibe
|
| Why are we tryna fool ourselves
|
| We know we rather be, rather be somewhere else
|
| Why don’t we stay inside for the night
|
| Sweaters as dressing code, watching our favorite show
|
| Why don’t we stay inside for the night
|
| Green tea instead of blow, baby lets take it slow
|
| Nobody around
|
| Telling us about
|
| His friend whose cousin knew Post Malone
|
| Why don’t we stay inside for the night
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| Sweaters as dressing code, watching our favorite show |