| Don’t tell me you wasn’t out and about
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| I was unedited looking around
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| Like all of you suddenly gone kinda sour
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| Oh here we are again, oh here we are
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| Let’s just do that thing that we always do
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| And I’ll be right there standing next to you
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| You still wouldn’t speak if your tongue wasn’t tied
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| Oh here we are again, oh here we are
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| You used up all your holidays
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| Blowing out candles at the Legion
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| Feeling a little bit wild, a little bit wild
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| And every other word you’d say
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| Is doing the where—you'd-rather-being
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| Somewhere a little bit wild, a little bit wild
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| Don’t tell me you wasn’t out and about
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| Someone heard someone figured you out
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| Oh you’ve got another side to yourself
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| Oh you’ve got another side to yourself
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| Shake it off while you page through a look
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| But the cover is all that you took
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| Oh you thought you’d never hide from yourself
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| Oh you thought you’d never hide
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| Don’t tell me you wasn’t out and about
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| I was all trashing on everyone else
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| Spinning my tires on a victory lap
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| Oh here we are again, oh here we are again
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| Off to the edge of the city we rode
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| All of our lenses were flaring in tone
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| The sun was on fire and we were alone
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| Oh here we are again, oh here we are |