| Riding, these roller coaster roads
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| We keep on driving
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| With no where left to go It’s just you and me The smell of autumn leaves and gasoline
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| Right now that’s all that we need
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| Out on the road to no where
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| But we got the time to get there
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| We won’t turn around
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| So let’s crank the radio up Can’t seem to get enough
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| We’re lost inside the sound
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| We’re never coming down
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| Moments, turn into memories
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| The windows open
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| A hand cuts through the breeze
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| I see the red sunrise
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| Reflected in your eyes and I feel fine
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| We’ll always remember these times
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| Out on the road to no where
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| But we got the time to get there
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| We won’t turn around
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| We’re never coming down
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| So let’s crank the radio up Can’t seem to get enough
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| We’re lost inside the sound
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| We’re never coming down
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| I feel the light
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| It’s you and I And when the morning birds are in the night
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| I know that you know what it feels like
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| I’ll always remember these times
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| Out on the road to no where
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| Maybe tonight, we’ll get there
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| We won’t turn around
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| So let’s crank the radio up Can’t seem to get enough
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| We’re lost inside the sound
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| We’re never coming down
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| We’re never coming down
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| We’re never coming down
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| Never coming down |