| There’s no room on the freeway
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| That’s where we drove your car
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| There’s no seats at the movies
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| That’s where we watched the stars
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| There’s a guy at this party with hair just like you, oooh
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| There’s no room at this party
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| Where should I move
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| Maybe New York
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| Or somewhere up the coast
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| London or Paris
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| Nah I hate the cold
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| Seems to be everywhere I wanna go
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| Is still too close to you
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| I hope there’s a liquor store waiting on Mars
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| With cheap cigarettes you can light with the stars
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| Cause that’s how far I’ll have to go
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| To see you and not say hello
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| Nothing good on the airwaves
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| Just all our favourite songs
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| No more space on this planet
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| There’s a girl at this party that kissed me like you, oooh
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| Get me out of this party
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| I’ve gotta move
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| Maybe New York
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| Or somewhere up the coast
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| London or Paris
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| Nah I hate the cold
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| Seems to be everywhere I wanna go
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| Is still too close to you
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| I hope there’s a liquor store waiting on Mars
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| With cheap cigarettes you can light with the stars
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| Cause that’s how far I’ll have to go
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| To see you and not say hello
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| I hope there’s a liquor store waiting on Mars
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| With Cherry Ice Cola to cool down my heart
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| Cause that’s how far I’ll have to go
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| To see you and not say hello
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| And get myself over you
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| I hope there’s a liquor store waiting on Mars
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| With cheap cigarettes you can light with the stars
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| Cause that’s how far I’ll have to go
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| To see you and not say hello
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| I hope there’s a liquor store waiting on Mars
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| With Cherry Ice Cola to cool down my heart
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| Cause that’s how far I’ll have to go
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| To get myself over you
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| Whoa, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
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| That’s how far I’ll have to go
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| Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh
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| That’s how far I’ll have to go
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| That’s how far I’ll have to go |