| Every time I close my eyes I start to drift away- Thinkin bout some days gone
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| by how
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| time just floats away- every time I hear that song puts a smile on my face-
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| brings me back to good friends and times that money cant replace
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| Everytime I close my eyes I’m lost in a daze
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| Thinkin bout the things that I really want to say
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| And all the old games we played at Nickel Nickel arcade
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| Workin at the donut shop, dreamed of getting paid
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| And when the dishes got dirty, we got cascade
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| And when the weather was hot, we got a spot in the shade
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| Well no lie before we high, always rockin fresh fades
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| Before the spade and the stage we was drinkin underage
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| Every time I close my eyes I start to drift away- Thinkin bout some days gone
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| by how time just
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| floats away- every time I hear that song puts a smile on my face- brings me back to good friends
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| and times that money cant replace
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| Now I was drivin down the ave
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| We on the radio now
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| You know the good times we’ve had
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| When we’re in front of the crowds
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| Always holdin it down for myself and the boys
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| And back in 95's when we first got live
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| Now we was 18 years old on the run having fun
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| Playing shows in the sun, no bus when we begun
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| We had a van and a plan doin shows every night
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| Now the California dream we be livin that life
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| Every time I close my eyes I start to drift away- Thinkin bout some days gone
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| by how time just
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| floats away- every time I hear that song puts a smile on my face- brings me back to good friends
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| and times that money cant replace
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| when your time comes and you’re numbers up All you have in life is what’s left in your cup
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| When the whistle blows and the party’s over
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| Don’t let em drag you out bored and sober
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| When what’s done is done and what said is said
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| And the dreams you’ve had are lying in your bed
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| Let your memories be filled with no regrets
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| There’s no second chance, there’s no turning back so.
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| Every time I close my eyes I start to drift away- Thinkin bout some days gone
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| by how time just
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| floats away- every time I hear that song puts a smile on my face- brings me back to good friends
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| and times that money cant replace |