| Baby, let’s drink and drive
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| Baby, let’s drink and drive
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| Drink til the conversation turns pink
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| And drive to the other side
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| Baby, let’s look and learn
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| Baby, let’s look and learn
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| Look till a certain feeling takes hook
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| And learn when the retinas burn
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| Let’s fool and coerce at the singer of verse
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| Died of insufferable pain
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| Let’s fuel the dream; |
| every Buckley or Dean
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| Was genius, misjudged or insane
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| Let’s drive over cliff
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| That maybe or if
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| That maybe or if that’s cursed us
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| The whole of our days
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| Let’s put out to sea
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| Poor you and poor me
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| Poor you and poor me on the rocks
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| That crushed mermaids and slaves
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| Baby, let’s duck and dive
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| Baby, let’s duck and dive
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| Duck till a major change in our luck
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| Dive if we wanna survive
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| Baby, let’s hit and run
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| Baby, let’s hit and run
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| Hit till you see the split of that lip
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| Run like the wind to the sun
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| Let’s wrap up that notion and sell it as potion
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| That greed is a good way to die
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| Take tragic mistake and crash into lake
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| And sell it to folk passing by
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| Let’s drive over cliff
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| That maybe or if
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| That maybe or if that’s cursed us
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| The whole of our days
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| Let’s put out to sea
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| Poor you and poor me
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| Poor you and poor me on the rocks
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| That crushed mermaids and slaves
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| Let’s drive over cliff
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| That maybe or if
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| That maybe or if that’s cursed us
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| The whole of our days
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| Let’s put out to sea
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| Poor you and poor me
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| Poor you and poor me on the rocks
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| That crushed mermaids and slaves |