| Woman
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| I was in the backseat of your car
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| Smoking with my old friends
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| Driving through the backstreets and the stars
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| Listening to old songs playing in the new world
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| Drinking to the ancient nights
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| Talking of a way we used to feel
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| When the sunlight, sunlight burnt our eyes
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| 'Cause when the sunlight burnt our eyes
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| You were running through the
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| I was dreaming of a future life
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| I was relatively new to life
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| Woman
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| days
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| Midsummer life, no shades
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| Glint in my eyes, she’s down with danger
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| Then I raise her up, no close shaves
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| I was brave enough, smoked haze
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| Wakin' up, so dazed
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| Fast nights, slow days
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| So we made the most of playin' pro, blazin'
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| All our favourite tunes could be clocked at bars
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| And see the day, or watch it pass
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| Shit either way, I know I need to pay
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| If I sleep too late I’m stayin' up regardless
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| There’s no sign that I was bored of life
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| 'Cause I was born for livin' on the border line
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| We’ll be there to cheat, death all time
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| Livin' carefree, the best sort of kind
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| 'Cause when the sunlight burnt our eyes
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| You were running through the
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| I was dreaming of a future life
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| I was relatively new to life
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| Woman
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| Think back my lady
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| You rode in a '96 black Mercedes
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| Late night chillin', window’s tinted
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| Kiss you on your mouth with a cigarette in it
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| But most nights you’d be far away
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| You’d leave your car in the
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| I’d site in the back with a bag of haze
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| And a bottle of gin, no
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| And a Big Mac man and a chip on my shoulder
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| Joked about kids when we older
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| Conversations were patient
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| And never spoken when sober
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| And my mates would take the piss
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| My statuses were based on chasing chicks
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| We were teenagers
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| Wasting the night away, misusing the light of day
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| 'Cause when the sunlight burnt our eyes
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| You were running through the
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| I was dreaming of a future life
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| I was relatively new to life
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| 'Cause when the sunlight burnt our eyes
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| You were running through the
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| I was dreaming of a future life
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| I was relatively new to life |