| Slow it down
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| Slow it down
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| Slow it down
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| Slow it down
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| I fell down in the mud and you cried on the ride home
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| We were drunk, we were downtown
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| A second wind led to drinking and stupid dances to make you smile
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| Young and wild, had ourselves a time
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| Chase the feeling of youth we loaned
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| Hate to deal with having to slow it down
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| Shake the feeling half my life’s gone
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| Time is fleeting, you think I’d know by now
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| (Slow it down
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| Slow it down)
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| I’ve been stuck in a rut
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| I’m still climbing my way back
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| From a bad past
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| Keep recalling so many nights that we drank beer and watched some bands
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| Parking lots, we were living fast
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| No one cared, we’d hang out till they told us
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| «No one’s here, so pay up and get out»
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| Chase the feeling of days long gone
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| Safe to say that my youth is rolling out
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| Face the fact that I’m growing old
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| I can see that I need to slow it down
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| Take me back to the days when we showed
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| No signs of slowing down
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| Make me feel like I’ll never grow old
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| Slow it down
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| Slow it down
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| (Slow it down)
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| (Slow it down)
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| (Slow it down)
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| (Slow it down) |