| Fast hearts and slow towns
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| They light up the sundown
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| They burn 'til they go out
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| Fast hearts and slow towns
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| That old Silverado truck
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| It could really light 'em up
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| On a Friday night, you know
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| There ain’t no place to go
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| I’d swing by and she’d climb in
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| Summer suntan on her skin
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| We’d ride down to the reservoir
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| She’d show me what those lips were for
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| Fast hearts and slow towns
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| They light up the sundown
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| They burn 'til they go out
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| Fast hearts and slow towns
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| That was the end of our innocence
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| Thought that it would never end
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| Too fast it passed us by
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| But it still sure makes me smile
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| Fast hearts and slow towns
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| They light up the sundown
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| I wonder where she is now
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| Fast hearts and slow towns
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| Fast hearts and slow towns
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| They light up the sundown (They light up the sundown)
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| They burn 'til they go out
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| Fast hearts and slow towns
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| They just go 'round and 'round
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| These fast hearts and slow towns |