| You and I — may kill ourselves
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| You and I — go straight to hell
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| Where they have barbeque and beer
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| Better than they do up here
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| And you know all the words to the songs
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| Yeah — we smoke cigarettes
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| We dance with the dead
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| They’re soft to the touch
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| We drink way too much
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| And darling, I think you’ll like it here
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| You might like it here
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| You and I — we ain’t no saints
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| You and I — we can see our fates
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| We’ll be the faces in the clouds
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| We’ll be a gospel singer’s shout
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| We’ll be the lights from an airplane at night
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| Hey yeah — I can’t stay in my skin
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| I bin in here too long
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| But I know where to find, a really good time
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| And darlin' I think you’ll like it here
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| You might like it here
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| I’m gonna fall in love
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| With ev’ryone I meet
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| And ev’ryone I see
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| And ev’rything I touch
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| And ev’rything I feel
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| Isn’t that the way (isn't that the way)
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| It’s supposed to be? |
| (isn't that the way)
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| It’s supposed to be?
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| I’m the look upon your face
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| The water on your lawn
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| The light from distant stars
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| The wreckage of a plane
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| The space between your teeth
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| The itch you cannot scratch
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| The mentally unfit
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| The pimple on your lip
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| Isn’t that the way (isn't that the way)
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| It’s supposed to be? |
| (isn't that the way)
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| It’s supposed to be? |
| (isn't that the way)
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| It’s supposed to be? |
| (isn't that the way)
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| I’m the ice cubes in your glass
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| A busted cadillac
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| A garden of delight
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| A joker in your deck
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| Well it ain’t in what I feel
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| No, it ain’t in what I say
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| In the pleasure of a kiss
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| It never fades away
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| Isn’t that the way (isn't that the way)
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| It’s supposed to be? |
| (isn't that the way)
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| It’s supposed to be? |
| (isn't that the way)
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| It’s supposed to be? |
| (isn't that the way)
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| You and i |