| There’s something about this hotel room
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| That reminds me of early June
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| Something is like that, I can’t hold back
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| We were just kids then
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| Your name on my wrist
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| And a thousand stolen kisses
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| Whose house is this
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| And how’d we even get here
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| Talking 'bout our scars
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| In the back seat of your car
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| Smoking in an empty yard
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| And joking, laughing so hard
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| There’s something about this hotel room
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| That reminds me of early June
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| Something inside that, I just can’t shake
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| We were just kids then
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| Sharing favorite CD’s
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| That’s how you know for me to see
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| Riding on platters and making out for hours
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| Molly on a Tuesday
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| Skipping class on Wednesday
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| You were the shit
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| The kind of kiss you can’t resist
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| There’s something about this hotel room
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| That reminds me of early June
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| Something is like that, I can’t hold back
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| We were just kids then
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| Getting in a fight
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| In the middle of the night
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| Making up with champagne
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| And celebrating mind games
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| Waiting in a line
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| To see your roommate’s band
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| Your favorite game was truth or dare
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| I chose the dare, you chose to care
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| (I chose the dare, you chose to care)
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| Funny how things can just change so fast
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| Strange to think that I thought I would be the one to make it last
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| And no matter with you
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| I just can’t help forget that crazy hazy tenderness
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| They say that the good times never last
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| Did you think that it would be enough of me to hold on tight?
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| And no matter with you
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| I just can’t help forget that crazy hazy tenderness
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| But it’s cool, it was fine, we were clueless
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| We were young, we were dumb, I was careless
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| Yea it’s cool, it was fine, we were clueless
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| We were young, we were dumb, I was careless
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| There’s something about this hotel room
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| That reminds me of me and you |