| Pink like the inside of your, baby
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| Pink behind all of your doors, crazy
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| Pink like the tongue that goes down, maybe
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| Pink like the paradise found
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| Pink when you’re blushing inside, baby
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| Pink is the truth you can’t hide, maybe
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| Pink like the folds of your brain, crazy
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| Pink as we all go insane
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| So, here we are in the car
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| Leaving traces of us down the boulevard
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| I wanna fall through the stars
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| Getting lost in the dark is my favorite part
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| Let’s count the ways we can make this forever
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| Fuck all your blues, go with pink like a sweater
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| Sunny, money, keep it funky
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| Touch your top and let it down
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| Some like that
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| Yeah, some like that
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| Some like that
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| Ah, some like that
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| Some like that
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| Yeah, some like that
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| 'Cause boy it’s cool if you got the blue
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| 'Cause we got the pink
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| Pink like the lips around your, maybe
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| Pink like the skin that’s under, baby
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| Pink where it’s deepest inside, crazy
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| Pink beyond forest and thighs
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| Pink like the secrets you hide, maybe
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| Pink like the lid of your eye
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| So, here we are in the car
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| Leaving traces of us down the boulevard
|
| I wanna fall through the stars
|
| Getting lost in the dark is my favorite part
|
| Let’s count the ways we can make this forever
|
| Fuck all your blues, go with pink like a sweater
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| Sunny, money, keep it funky
|
| Touch your top and let it down
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| Yeah, some like that
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| Some like that
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| Ah, some like that
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| Some like that
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| Yeah, some like that
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| 'Cause boy it’s cool if you got the blue
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| 'Cause we got the pink |