| Malibu cowboy
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| With the doors off the Jeep
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| In your mirrored Ray Bans
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| Casual selfie
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| Got the top grey tshirt
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| Football in the snow
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| You’re the life of the party
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| With the stress down low
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| You were picture perfect
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| With ten thousand hearts
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| You showed me everything
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| Just to hide your scars
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| What in the world am I doing here?
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| Listening to you talk, wondering when you’ll stop
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| Talking 'bout nothing, taking me nowhere
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| It was all fake, none of it was true
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| Can I run away with the internet you?
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| Can I run away with the internet you?
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| You said hello with a half smile
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| And swept me off my feet
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| I was America’s sweetheart
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| In the land of dreams
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| We were prince and a princess
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| On a radio high
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| It was blue jeans and milkshakes on the fourth of July
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| You were picture perfect
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| With ten thousand hearts
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| Baby, it ain’t worth it
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| If you won’t show your scars
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| What in the world am I doing here?
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| Listening to you talk, wondering when you’ll stop
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| Talking 'bout nothing, taking me nowhere
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| It was all fake, none of it was true
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| Can I run away with the internet you?
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| Can I run away with the internet you?
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| Just be
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| Who you are, who you are
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| Who you are, who you are with me
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| Just be
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| Who you are, who you are
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| Who you are, who you are
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| What in the world am I doing here?
|
| Listening to you talk, wondering when you’ll stop
|
| Talking 'bout nothing, taking me nowhere
|
| It was all fake, none of it was true
|
| Can I run away with the internet you?
|
| Can I run away with the internet you?
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| Who you are, who you are
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| Can I run away with the internet you?
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| Who you are, who you are
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| Who you are, who you are
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| Who you are, who you are |