| Sunday drivin' always felt so lonesome
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| It never rains here, it’s dead anyways
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| And I can’t stand the thought of rotting right here
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| So maybe driving keeps you safe
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| Are you tired of waiting on some air to breathe?
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| Or are you tired of me?
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| Are you tired of waiting, or are you tired of me?
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| Baby set me free
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| D’you got a car?
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| D’you got a set of keys?
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| Tell me where you’re going. |
| Is there room for me?
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| If you’ve got a heart
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| If you got an empty seat
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| Take me driving bloody somewhere, set me free
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| D’you got a car?
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| My bedroom walls are feeling more like prison
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| For shallow sleep and bloodshot eyes
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| Someone save me from these sad, sad poems
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| Let’s run away on up I-5
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| Are you tired of waiting on some air to breath?
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| Or are you tired of me?
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| Are you tired of waiting or are you tired of me?
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| Come on set me free
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| D’you got a car?
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| D’you got a set of keys?
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| Tell me where you’re going, is there room for me?
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| D’you got a car?
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| D’you got an empty seat
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| Taking me driving bloody somewhere, set me free
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| Webster, Broadway
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| Oakland save me
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| Lift this curse of being seventeen
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| Gilman smoke house
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| Fox hole smoked out
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| Anywhere is fine, if we run free
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| D’you got a car
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| D’you got a set of keys
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| Tell me where you’re going, is there room for me
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| D’you got a car
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| D’you got a set of keys
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| Tell me where you’re going, is there room for me
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| If you’ve got a heart
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| You got an empty seat
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| Taking me driving bloody murder, set me free
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| D’you got a car?
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| D’you got a set of keys?
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| Tell me where you’re going! |
| Is there room for me?
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| If you’ve got a heart!
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| D’you got an empty seat?
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| Take me driving bloody somewhere! |
| Don’t leave me!
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| D’you got a car? |