| Remember that summer night in New Orleans
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| We’d only known each other for a couple weeks
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| We watched the sunrise on Bourbon street
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| With hurricanes in our hands
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| There’s something sweet about a morning buzz
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| When you’re dancing with the possibility of love
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| There wasn’t no one but the two of us
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| That even gave it half a chance
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| Where do the years go
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| These tiny little windows
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| Hanging on a hallway wall we walk by every day
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| Damn time flies outside these picture frames
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| There we are on Sunset boulevard
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| Looking like a couple young movie stars
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| This one’s my favorite just you on the beach
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| Smiling at the camera in the Florida keys
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| Where do the years go
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| These tiny little windows
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| Hanging on a hallway wall we walk by every day
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| Damn time flies outside these picture frames
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| We still got a little space
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| Some memories left to make
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| Baby, just pick a place
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| And we can bring em back home
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| Where do the years go
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| These tiny little windows
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| Hanging on a hallway wall we walk by every day
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| Damn time flies outside these picture frames
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| Damn time flies outside these picture frames |