| You’re in your Green Bucks jersey
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| With the blue hair, colors everywhere
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| You’re acting like you don’t care
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| You’re drinking whiskey and coke
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| From a big gulp, through a Red Vine
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| I can lie and say I’m fine
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| But rain is falling on the gulf shores
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| Kids are playing in the run-off of a big storm
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| You and I are in this hotel
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| Gambling on the future, hope it goes well
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| Sad girl (sad girl)
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| You don’t want to complicate this complicated world
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| You just want to be a sad girl (sad girl)
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| You don’t want to complicate this complicated world
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| Your eyes are two trap doors
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| You’re on all fours and we’re indoors
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| Well, I’ve always been all yours
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| You let me have control so I can lose it all
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| You like to pretend
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| But you don’t know when is when
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| Sensitivity is so frail
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| I think I must’ve met you in a nightmare
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| I’m a quarter-century old
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| Only you can put tomorrow on hold
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| You just want to be a sad girl (sad girl)
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| You don’t want to complicate this complicated world
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| You just want to be a sad girl (sad girl)
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| You don’t want to complicate this complicated world
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| Sad girl (sad girl)
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| You don’t want to complicate this complicated world
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| You just want to be a sad girl (sad girl)
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| You don’t want to complicate this complicated world
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| (Sad girl)
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| (Sad girl)
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| (Sad girl) |