| The old me and I lit some fire crackers last night
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| I didn’t know how much burned but she did
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| The cops came down flashing badges and blue lights
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| Talked us out of trouble, well she did
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| Wanted to find a party, go somewhere we could drink some wine
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| Been getting into these situations, the old me all the time
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| She’s a firecracker, an instigator
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| A trouble maker, you either love her or you hate her
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| You’ll see, yeah, if you ever meet the old me
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| The old me talks too loud and wears her clothes too tight
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| She can climb to blow out with out warning
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| She’s always telling me I’m way too tight
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| I’m the one that’s gotta wake up in the morning
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| She likes teasing and flirting
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| Leaving me to put the fire out
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| I feel like I know her forever
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| But I still can’t figure the old me out
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| She’s a firecracker, an instigator
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| A trouble maker, you either love her or you hate her
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| You’ll see, yeah, if you ever meet the old me
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| If you meet her at a party, you’re gonna have yourself a damn good time
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| But you’re gonna have to decide if you’re gonna be
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| The old me’s friend or not
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| She’s a firecracker, an instigator
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| A trouble maker, you either love her or you hate her
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| You’ll see, if you ever meet the old me
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| If you ever meet the old me |