| Maybe this is how
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| it’s supposed to be
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| maybe tomatoes
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| ain’t supposed to spring
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| maibe they’re tired, of all that wind
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| baby lets take a ride in the limousine
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| roll up the windows
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| so we can see
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| smiles fade in the backseat
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| while we say mercy
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| maybe we’re right where,
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| we’re supposed to be
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| Maybe we might
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| maibe we’re tired, of the same routine
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| so let’s take a ride through a movie scene
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| only so we can’t feel anything
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| fade it black on the big screen
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| shawty say she loves, when love is king
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| It ain’t suposed to be so
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| aside from good girls and tomatoes
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain
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| Champain, champain, champain |