| Put down the playbook
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| Cuz the things I want to show you cant be written down
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| Let my lips do the teaching
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| Turn off the camera
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| Kick your shoes off for this scene
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| You should be sitting down
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| Yes sitting close enough for reaching
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| Turn down the lamp for the last page has been turned
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| When the dawns breaking through
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| We can stop and review
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| All the lessons you have learned
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| Cuz history is made at night
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| So close the books turn off the light
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| And listen
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| Let my heart be the teacher
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| No one here to disapprove
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| As we review the lessons you’ve been missing
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| Let the moon be our only light
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| Cuz history is made at night
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| I see the questions burning in your eyes
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| Or is it just reflections
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| Of the stars high above you
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| I’m just a student
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| And I hope you wont be shy
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| Please make corrections
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| Yeah on the sweetest way to love you
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| Come whisper close
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| Tell me just when to say when
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| Then we’ll sleep through the day
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| Then whenever you say
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| That’s when school begins again
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| Cuz history is made at night
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| So close the books turn off the light
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| And listen
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| Let my heart be the teacher
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| No one here to disapprove
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| As we review the lessons you’ve been missing
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| Let the moon be our only light
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| Cuz history is made at night
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| Oh, oh, yeah someday they’ll write lots of books about our fame and glory
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| But if all their reports are just movies and sports
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| They’ll be missing the whole story
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| Missing the whole story
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| Cuz history is made at night
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| So close the books turn off the light
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| And listen
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| Let my heart be the teacher
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| No one here to disapprove
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| As we review the lessons you’ve been missing
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| Let the moon be our only light
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| Cuz history is made at night
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| Yes our history was made at night… |