| I used to drink a lot in those days, you see
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| Yeah that’s the way the wind blows
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| These days the only bar I ever see
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| It’s got lettuce and tomatoes
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| I get pumped up in the back of my mind
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| Start thinking those days were the best of times
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| But I never look forward to looking back
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| I can see a little daylight coming through the crack
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| So don’t you know we’re living in stolen moments
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| Steal enough, it feels like we’re stopping time
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| These days are gold
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| We’re living in stolen moments
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| Just grab ahold
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| These days are yours and mine
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| Well some guy told that, you couldn’t dance
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| And you been carrying that forever
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| I’m the kinda fella needs a- a second chance
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| C’mon baby, let’s bugaloo together
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| I see you over there
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| Just clinging to the wall
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| Cause they told you you’re like ivy
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| You were bound to crawl
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| But your kept looking up and baby I know why
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| Cause you knew someday you gunna touch the sky
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| So don’t you know we’re living in stolen moments
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| Steal enough, it feels like we’re stopping time
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| These days are gold
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| We’re living in stolen moments
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| Just grab ahold
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| These days are yours and mine
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| I couldn’t dream this life I’m living
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| Somehow we just survive and every waste of time forgiven
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| Now I’m out in the backyard
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| Leaning on a tree
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| I have no way of knowing
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| Can’t lead to hard
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| That’s my philosophy
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| But man that tree is growing!
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| Baby, I’ll never grow up to be straight and tall
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| But you can lean on me
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| Baby I won’t fall
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| Maybe in a year I could learn to bend
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| But listen to that tree bird like a good friend
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| So don’t you know we’re living in stolen moments
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| Steal enough, it feels like we’re stopping time
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| These days are gold
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| We’re living in stolen moments
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| Just grab ahold
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| These days are yours and mine
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| So don’t you know we’re living in stolen moments
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| Steal enough, it feels like we’re stopping time
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| These days are gold
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| We’re living in stolen moments
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| Just grab ahold
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| These days are yours and mine |