| Listen up folks, war is over
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| Brand new sheriff's come to town
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| We are done with acting evil
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| We will lay our weapons down
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| We're all damaged, we're all frightened
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| We're all freaks, but that's all right
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| We'll endure it, we'll survive it
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| Martha, are you free tonight?
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| I can't promise no more Heathers
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| High school may not ever end
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| Still, I miss you. |
| I'd be honored
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| If you'd let me be your friend
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| My friend
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| We can be 17
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| We can learn how to chill
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| If no one loves me now
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| Someday somebody will
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| We can be 17
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| Still time to make things right
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| We want a better world
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| So why not start tonight?
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| Let's go be 17
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| Take off my shoes and dance
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| Act like we're all still kids
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| 'Cause this may be our final chance
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| Always be 17
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| Celebrate you and I
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| Maybe we won't grow old
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| And maybe then we'll never die
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| We'll make it beautiful
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| We'll make it beautiful
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| Beautiful
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| Beautiful
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| Beautiful
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| Beautiful
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| Beautiful
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| Beautiful
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| Beautiful
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| Beautiful
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| Beautiful |