| We got married in a hotel in Michigan
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| I didn’t think it was something that I was gonna do again
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| And nobody ever said it was my second one, but
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| Nobody said it wasn’t
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| In the rental car console
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| There’s a diamond ring
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| And we slept in on a
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| California King
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| All the guilty feelings
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| That’s gon bring
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| But we’re starin' at the ceilin'
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| Breathing in
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| Slowly the waves
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| Are gonna roll the other way
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| Another way
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| Another way
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| Someday I wanna be
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| Another way
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| Another way
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| Another way
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| Someday I wanna be
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| Another way
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| Another way
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| And in the mornin'
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| We’ll drive over that Great Lake shimmerin'
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| And at the border
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| They’re gonna ask which country we livin' in
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| And I’m gonna say
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| We got hitched up there near Ithaca
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| And you’ll dig out the certificate
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| And right there on your left hand
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| Is that diamond ring
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| And you spin it on your finger
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| Whenever your thinkin'
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| Now all the guilty feelings
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| This kind o' thing could bring
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| How come nobody gets to begin again?
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| Shit, we tryin' everything we can
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| Slowly the waves
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| Are gonna roll the other way
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| Another way
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| Someday I wanna be
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| Another way
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| Another way
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| Another way
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| Someday I wanna be
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| Another way
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| By the time she let me go
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| And kind of hummed an «I don’t know»
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| And sent me to bed with a hug
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| I know it’s the sound of a shrug
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| And finally
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| Every language
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| Every country
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| They know exactly what she said
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| When she didn’t know what she meant
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| Anymore
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| We got married in a hotel in Michigan
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| I didn’t think it was something that I was gonna do again |