| Once in a time
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| Where the girls feel like girls
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| And the world is painted
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| Cotton candy
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| Where the sweet lemonade
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| Of mcgregor street
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| Was the best the damn thing of the summer breeze
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| Your dad drives a foreign car
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| And your mama looks like a beauty queen
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| Now the sour bitter days
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| Of a colorless place
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| Seems to light up my nights somehow
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| And the music i play must be loud, loud, loud, loud, loud as can be So i dont have to hear myself think
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| So i dont have to wake up from this dream
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| I dont wanna sing no single mama blues
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| Im not singin look at me i’ve been abused
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| O im honestly lost girl starin at you
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| So maybe ill put on my high heel shoes
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| And soar the night away
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| And soar the night away
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| But whatever i do Im not gonna slow this bird down
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| I don’t wanna look life in the eye
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| I’m not gonna fall face first in the spiral called a life
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| Im not in denial
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| Im not suicidal
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| Not an alcoholic
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| Im not out here whoring
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| So just shut the f**k up This birds not slowing down
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| Once in a while
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| When the sun does its job
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| Lets the clouds take a nice day off
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| I can breeze through the day
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| And just run through night
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| Here injisted of those big blue eyes
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| Is this is life might run
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| On the evening of fourth july
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| So i got reason to fly
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| Im not gonna slow this bird down
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| I don’t wanna look life in the eye
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| I don’t wanna fall face first in the spiral called a life
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| Im not in denial
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| Im not suicidal
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| Not an alcoholic
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| Im not out here whoring
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| So just shut the f**k up This birds not slowing down
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| Slowing dowwwwnnn
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| Slowing downnnnn
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| Slowing dowwwnnnn
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| Its not over yet
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| The song isnt over yet
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| Aint no birds
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| Gonna slow me down
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| Imma keep on rollin
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| And aint no birds gonna slow me down
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| Keep on rollin
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| And aint no birds
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| Gonna slow me down
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| Imma keep on rollin
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| And aint no birds gonna slow me down |