| His brother had a Chevy Malibu
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| I was sitting in the back seat
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| On some dead end road
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| We weren’t supposed to know
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| I remember thinking he would break my heart
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| I was green as an evergreen
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| But I fell right in
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| Never the same again
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| Duran Duran on the radio
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| The Wild Boys and the days of gold
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| I was sitting on his right
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| On his left was a fresh tattoo
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| And man
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| We were cool
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| His daddy had a drinking problem
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| My daddy worked way too hard
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| And we were both running from
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| What we swore we’d never become
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| Killing time in a Walgreens parking lot
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| Mapping out dreams that never came true
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| When freedom’s all you want
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| Freedom’s really all you got
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| Smells like teen spirit on tape cassette
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| Before we ever heard of the internet
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| Redemption was a ragtop All we needed was fuel
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| And man
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| We were cool
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| We were gonna burn this town down
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| We were gonna run these streets 'till they ran out
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| You worked the night shift Slinging fast food
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| All the French fries we could stand
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| There was something in his eyes
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| I could never quite define
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| Then we’d race that V6 all night
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| And I was like putty in his hands
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| Memorizing back roads
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| Till he had to take me home
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| Duran Duran on the radio
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| And those Wild Boys would never know
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| We had a baby on the way
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| The year our friends started school
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| But man
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| We were cool
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| And we were gonna burn this town down
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| We were gonna run these streets
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| Till they ran out
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| But then dreams fade into the ever blue
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| And time just slips away from you
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| So you’re staring at each other
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| Remembering when
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| We were cool |