| Drive to the kicked in radio
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| The sunshine leaves me stoned
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| We’re gonna drink and forget they let me go For all the glitter I have seen
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| There’s no rebels in between
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| So I’m alone but at least I’m free
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| What we need, what we need now is A northern holiday
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| And I left my fun under the sun
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| Never going back again
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| Going higher than you’d like to see me go So come and grab the golden gun
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| Burn the trailer park and run
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| 'Cause there’s a new jackass in the White House
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| Take the sweat and tears we she’d
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| And be snow angels instead
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| We can think it out loud just like Ron said
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| What we need, what we need now is A northern holiday
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| And I left my fun under the sun
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| Never going back again
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| Going higher than you’d like to see me go
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| I’m going higher than you’d like to see me go No…
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| Uh huh no, no What we need, what we need now is A northern holiday
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| And I left my fun under the sun
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| Never going back again
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| No What we need, what we need now is A northern holiday
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| And I left my fun under the sun
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| Never going back again
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| Going higher than you’d like to see me go
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| I’m going higher than you’d like to see me go Higher than you’d like to see me go
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| I’m going higher than you’d like to see me go |