| Girl let’s get stoned
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| And go out to the Olive Garden
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| I got a gift certificate my sister gave to me
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| Said they were never gonna go
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| On account of the little one
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| But that kid could eat his way out the bottom of a pasta sea
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| I don’t care where we go
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| I don’t care who we see
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| Just as long as I’ve got you
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| You’re hanging on me
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| Hanging on me
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| You know I got some travel points
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| Saved up on the credit card
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| So throw a bag in the trunk let’s get out of town
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| 'Cause those fancy hotel rooms
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| They were made for a wasted love
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| And I don’t know about you but I got no other plans
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| We can empty out
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| The entire mini bar
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| We’ll get drunk order pizzas and skirt til dawn
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| 'Cause I got nowhere to go
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| There’s no one else I care to see
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| Just as long as I’ve got you wrapped up in me
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| And I know that it gets you down
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| That I gotta take off soon
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| But all those missin' days they’re just gonna fly
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| And I won’t be missin' you
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| 'Cause I’ll take you wherever I go
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| I left some tacos in the fridge for you to remember me by
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| 'Cause I’ll never get the flowers back
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| I know the chocolate just makes you hurt
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| But I still got the keys to turn your heart
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| 'Cause I don’t care where we go
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| There’s no one else I care to see
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| Just as long as I’ve got you wrapped up in me
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| Just as long as I’ve got you you’re hanging on me |