| You were my first love
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| In this fast life
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| Hearts beating like we’re running from our past lies
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| Should’ve braced ourselves, out of control
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| Gunning like wild hoses from a pistol
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| Sun is by the pool
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| Frozen daiquiri
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| This young love, people smokin' and drinkin' and gettin' into things and
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| findin' someone you could believe in
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| Baby you were that in me
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| I miss gettin' in trouble
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| I miss gettin' in trouble
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| I miss gettin' in trouble
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| I miss gettin' in trouble
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| (With you)
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| Now we’re older, maybe even wiser
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| We still spend our money killin' time
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| I’m the rebel and you’re my survivor
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| So take my hand and fake it for the night
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| That we’re young and stupid one more time
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| I wanna be young and stupid one more time
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| I wanna be young and stupid one more time
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| I wanna be young and stupid one more time
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| You were my only
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| Maybe you still are
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| 'Cause I’m living for the memories in your parents' car
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| But you got money now
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| I got my own place
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| We can still try to kick it and reminisce
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| Like remember all the hot nights?
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| In the back seat
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| Back when kissin' and touchin' would turn to fuckin' and fuck around and get my
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| youth stolen inbetween
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| Like the moment: «If you want to.»
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| I miss gettin' in trouble
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| I miss gettin' in trouble
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| I miss gettin' in trouble
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| I miss gettin' in trouble
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| (With you)
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| Now we’re older, maybe even wiser
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| We still spend our money killin' time
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| I’m the rebel and you’re my survivor
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| So take my hand and fake it for the night
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| That we’re young and stupid one more time
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| I wanna be young and stupid one more time
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| I wanna be young and stupid one more time
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| I wanna be young and stupid one more time
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| I wanna be young and stupid one more time
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| I wanna be young and stupid one more time
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| I wanna be young and stupid one more time |