| I wish I had a third-floor motel room
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| On the dark side of the moon
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| Up there with the satellites in the sky
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| If you knew anything about her, you’d understand why
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| I used to believe in love
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| And all that forever stuff
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| But now I’m startin' to think it was one big lie
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| If you knew anything her, you’d understand why
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| She’s a seawall on the coast in stormy weather
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| She’s that C22, go-to jukebox song
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| I had small town dreams of us together
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| But now she’s gone
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| I don’t dance with 90 proof
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| Or smoke weed like I used to
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| But right now I sure could use the high
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| If you knew anything about her, you’d understand why, yeah
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| Yeah she’s a seawall on the coast in stormy weather
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| She’s that C22, go-to jukebox song
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| I had small-town dreams of us together
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| But now she’s gone
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| I wish I had a third floor motel room
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| On the dark side of the moon
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| Up there with the satellites in the sky
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| If you knew anything about her, you’d understand why
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| If you knew anything about her
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| You’d understand why |