| I should have gone to bed, but I stayed up too late
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| The things I like to do, they keep me wide awake
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| And now I crawl across another long Sunday
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| Oh whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa
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| What are you looking for?
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| Just a little more
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| The blood running in my veins
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| Comes from the kisses of 200 thousand years
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| So I’m going to follow my joy
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| I’ll follow my joy as long as I’m here
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| I never wanna go back to that school no more
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| The university of never ending chores
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| And now I crawl across another long Monday
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| Oh whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa
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| What are you looking for?
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| Just a little more
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| The blood running in my veins
|
| Comes from the kisses of 200 thousand years
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| So I’m going to follow my joy
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| I’ll follow my joy as long as I’m here
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| What are you looking for?
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| Just a little more
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| The blood running in my veins
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| Comes from the kisses of 200 thousand years
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| No, I’m going to follow my joy
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| I’ll follow my joy as long as I’m here
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| I say, the blood running in my veins
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| Comes from the kisses of 200 thousand years
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| I’m going to follow my joy
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| I’ll follow my joy as long as I’m here |