| You took all my papers, now I hit the pen
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| Had a different view, now I’m on the fence
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| Never split the bill, now it’s making sense
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| We did it for the thrill, that’s past tense
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| Had some wild times with some fine wine
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| Could watch you all night, couldn’t find time
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| Faded conversations on a cloud nine
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| I think of them sometimes when I’m
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| Driving down Westside and hit 14th
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| Not in the path of green
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| I know we got lost by chasing moonlight
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| Smoking cherry papers
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| Headlights make your lips shine
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| You know that’s my favorite
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| Fast forward, time moves so quick
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| I’m looking at my dashboard, see that lipstick
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| On those cherry papers
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| Look to my right, I might be a fool, but
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| They’re all that I got to remind me of you
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| Yea, there’s no way around to know what you’re doing
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| Don’t know what I want, don’t know what I’m proving
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| How could I forget those circle windows
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| Smoke alarms and purple lando
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| Leftover no bubento
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| Listening to instrumentals
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| Driving down Westside and hit 14th
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| Not in the path of green
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| I know we got lost by chasing moonlight
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| Smoking cherry papers
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| Headlights make your lips shine
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| You know that’s my favorite
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| Fast forward, time moves so quick
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| I’m looking at my dashboard, see that lipstick
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| On those cherry papers
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| Your love’s not forgotten
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| I know I should’ve thrown them long ago
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| The truth is it’s hard to fake it
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| Sometimes I just need remind-ness of you
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| Cause we’ve divided in two
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| I know we got lost by chasing moonlight
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| Smoking cherry papers
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| Headlights make your lips shine
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| You know that’s my favorite
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| Fast forward, time moves so quick
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| I’m looking at my dashboard, see that lipstick
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| On those cherry papers |