| Dime-store rock and roll
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| Stretching out into forever
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| I said, «I don’t know
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| Could anybody even survive here?»
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| Oooooo—oh—oh
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| She said we’re never gonna die
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| Wait, wait, wait, woo—hoo—ooh
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| She said we’re never gonna die
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| Wait, wait, wait
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| The leather seats are gettin'
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| Hotter by the minute
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| I can’t believe we could take it
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| She taps her feet, and then she
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| Just spits a melody out
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| I used to love it till it killed me
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| Oooooo—oh—oh
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| She said we’re never gonna die
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| Wait, wait, wait, woo—hoo—ooh
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| Oooooo—oh—oh
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| She said we’re never gonna die
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| Sang twenty songs on rotation
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| You know that everything goes bad on occasion
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| Take me away on vacation
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| So I barely even know that you’re fakin'
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| O—oh, tell me the war was it for
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| O—oh, baby this year
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| Woo—hoo—who
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| Woo—hoo—who
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| She said we’re never gonna die
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| Wait, wait, wait, woo—hoo—ooh
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| Oooooo—oh—oh
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| She said we’re never gonna die
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| Wait, wait, wait, woo—hoo—ooh
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| Oooooo—oh—oh
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| She said we’re never gonna die
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| Wait, wait, wait, woo—hoo—ooh
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| Oooooo—oh—oh
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| She said we’re never gonna die
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| Wait, wait, wait |