| Girl I know we just had the talk
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| Said we needed some time to cool it off
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| And I’ve been on my side of town, just staying low
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| You come walking in this little bar
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| Like you could set off that fire alarm
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| And one little drink won’t hurt but don’t you know
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| Girl we’re lightning striking matches
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| That’s what always happens
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| When we get too close
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| When you start dancing in the neon
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| Whisper baby dream on
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| Then the whiskey hits the coke
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| Next thing you know we’re going up in smoke
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| We start out slow like a cigarette
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| Burn all night like we always did
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| They’ll be sweeping up the ashes when we go
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| Yeah, we’re playing with a fire we can’t control
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| And we both know
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| Girl we’re lightning striking matches
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| That’s what always happens
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| When we get too close
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| When you start dancing in the neon
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| Whisper baby dream on
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| Then the whiskey hits the coke
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| Next thing you know we’re going up in smoke
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| Going up, going up, going up in smoke
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| Going up, going up, going up in smoke
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| Going up, going up, going up in smoke
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| Going up, up, up in smoke
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| Girl we’re lightning striking matches
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| That’s what always happens
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| When we get too close
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| When you start dancing in the neon
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| Whisper baby dream on
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| Then the whiskey hits the coke
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| Next thing you know we’re going up in smoke
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| Yeah, we’re going up in smoke
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| Yeah, we’re going up in smoke |