| The garbage truck is running late
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| I can’t believe this is my fate
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| I’m sitting all alone
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| Waiting for you to come back home
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| I watch the still life on the wall
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| It’s tulips on a pedestal
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| It doesn’t matter much to me
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| But we should have bought the Cherokee
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| We could have run away for days
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| From this God forsaken place
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| The clouds are heavy in the sky
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| I know it’s gonna rain but
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| I read on my license plate that
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| Florida is the Sunshine state
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| We left it all behind
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| Oh Lord, oh Lord
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| We’ll leave it all behind
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| Oh Lord, oh Lord
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| We could have run away for days
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| From this God forsaken place
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| A Johnny Rockets down the street
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| Is playing 50's music beats
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| Oh my God I wish they’d change
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| They’ve played the same songs now for days
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| I hear a thunder far away
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| The forecast says it’s gonna rain
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| But on my license plate it says
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| Florida is the Sunshine state
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| We left it all behind
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| Oh Lord, oh Lord
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| We’ll leave it all behind
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| Oh Lord, oh Lord
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| We could have run away
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| For days from this
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| God forsaken place |