| Oh oh
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| Ooh ooh
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| Woah oh
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| Woah oh
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| There’s fifty-two ways to murder anyone
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| One and two are the same and they both work as well
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| I’m coming clean for Amy
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| Julie doesn’t scream as well and the cops won’t listen all night
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| And so maybe I’ll be over
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| As soon as I fill them all in
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| And I can remember when I saw her last
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| We were runnin' all around and havin' a blast, havin' a blast
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| But the back seat of the drive-in is so lonely without you
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| I know when you’re home, I was thinking about you
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| There was somethin' I forgot to say, I was crying on a Saturday night
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| I was out cruisin' without you
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| They were playing our song
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| Crying on Saturday night
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| And as the moon becomes the night time
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| You go viciously, quietly, away
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| I’m sitting in the bedroom
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| Where we used to sit and smoke cigarettes
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| Now I’m watchin', watchin' you die
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| Oh oh oh oh oh
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| And I can remember when I saw her last
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| We were runnin' all around and havin' a blast
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| But the back seat of the drive-in is so lonely without you
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| I know when you’re home, I was thinking about you
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| There was somethin' I forgot to say, I was crying on a Saturday night
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| I was out cruisin' without you
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| They were playing our song
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| Crying on Saturday night
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| Woah oh oh oh
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| Cryin' on Saturday night |