| Summer coming through the rolled down window
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| Tearin' down an almost two lane backroad
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| Freedom and fireflies in the air
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| The night’s still young
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| Never gonna get old
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| Living for the day
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| Like there’s no tomorrow
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| Follow the grooves
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| The tires in the grass
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| Stayin' on the gas like we’re never coming back
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| It’s a Friday night
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| It’s a small town, girl
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| Everything is right and we rule the world
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| Two twelves in the truck back beating
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| Buncha rock stars on the river banks singing
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| Whoa, whoa
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| Everything
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| (Whoa, whoa)
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| Everything we wanna be
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| We are, we are, we are tonight
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| Swingin' back and forth
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| Can’t you feel the music?
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| Time stands still
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| And I don’t wanna lose it
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| Her tan
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| Her touch
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| Her laugh
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| We’re flying so high like we’re never gonna crash
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| It’s a Friday night
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| It’s a small town, girl
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| Everything is right and we rule the world
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| Two twelves in the truck back beating
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| Buncha rock stars on the river banks singing
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| Whoa, whoa
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| Everything
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| (Whoa, whoa)
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| Everything we wanna be
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| We are, we are, we are tonight
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| We are tonight
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| We are tonight
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| Toes in the grass with our hands up high
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| Dreaming as big as the midnight sky
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| So untamed and we’re so alive tonight
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| It’s a Friday night
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| It’s a small town, girl
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| Everything is right and we rule the world
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| Two twelves in the truck back beating
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| Buncha rock stars on the river banks singing
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| Whoa, whoa
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| Everything
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| (Whoa, whoa)
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| Everything we wanna be
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| We are, we are, we are tonight |