| I put my hands on the belt loops of the shorts
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| And this is what I’ve waited for
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| And why’d you wake me up
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| I wanna go back to my dreams
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| I brought them home
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| And I know because I’m far from her
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| So let me go to sleep
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| And don’t wake me up
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| I wanna go back to my dreams
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| I put on my hands on your high-waisted shorts, Colorado
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| You kissed me on my eye
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| And I follow you around downtown
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| Pass the people on the street
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| I say yeah the girl with the shorts, hey she’s with me
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| You take my hand and you follow me
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| So I can take you through the good, and the bad, and the riches all rise but
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| It’s all just the same ain’t it, it’s just a game ain’t it
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| Follow me up but I know you’re not an awkward…
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| Tales about you… Well I ain’t real
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| Good people, old people, isn’t there gold people?
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| Sign me up
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| I hope it’s not just in my dreams
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| I put on my hands on your high-waisted shorts, Colorado
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| You kissed me on my eye
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| And I follow you around downtown
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| Pass the people on the street
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| I say yeah the girl with the shorts, hey she’s with me |