| It was the summer of '89, I fell in love and I learned to drive
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| Me and Becky didn’t waste no time, went zero to 65 one night
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| Being young was getting old, we were heading down a dead end road
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| But we didn’t care, we were on a roll. |
| Hanging on for the ride
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| Those lines that we were crossing, carelessly tossing caution to the wind,
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| Were wearing thin.
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| We were living for the minute, loving every second of it
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| Fearless, wild, and free!
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| Nothing could stop us but one day time caught up with us
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| And woke us up in the middle of our dream, but not before she loved me.
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| She loved me.
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| I think we thought that it would last, but looking back I had to laugh
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| What a mess we made of that, now I’m not sure that I would want it back
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| We learned a little bit about love, what it wasn’t and what it was
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| It was fast and it was fun, the beginning of the end of us
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| One day that road just ran out, but I still travel down it now and then
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| And once again…
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| We’re living for the minute, loving every second of it
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| Fearless, wild, and free!
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| Nothing could stop us but one day time caught up with us
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| And woke us up in the middle of our dream, but not before she loved me.
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| We were living for the minute, loving every second of it
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| Fearless (fearless) wild, and free!
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| Nothing could stop us but one day time caught up with us
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| And woke us up in the middle of our dream, but not before she loved me.
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| She loved me.
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| She loved me. |