| Long as I still have them on my times
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| Long as I still got a muscle in my arm
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| We rumble love the shaky ground
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| Cadillac key spine my wheel to around
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| Stomping come my water overhead hell, hell, hell
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| It’s a road we know too well
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| I came into this room
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| Something that you needed
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| Thought of what it was
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| Has since receded
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| Don’t you take be air where, are you take stars?
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| Slowing down big days sable that’s me if I care
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| Long as I still have them on my times
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| Long as I still got a muscle in my arm
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| We rumble love the shaky ground
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| Cadillac key spine my wheel to around
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| Stomping come my water overhead hell, hell, hell
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| It’s a road we know too well
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| Don’t you go to Paris
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| You know California
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| What about that sailing boat
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| You don’t go one barred
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| No time to wait for weather angel wings to get be you blow
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| I wouldn’t change where are don’t for table when I know
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| Long as I still have them on my times
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| Long as I still got a muscle in my arm
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| We rumble love the shaky ground
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| Cadillac key spine my wheel to around
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| Stomping come my water overhead hell, hell, hell
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| It’s a road we know too well
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| We know
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| This space can’t take it home
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| (This can’t take it home)
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| Give it another mail give it another smile
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| In was the game well around
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| (Long as I still have them on my times)
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| I’ll be there for you
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| (Long as I still got a muscle in my arm)
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| I was seen through
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| We rumble love the shaky ground
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| Cadillac key spinning my wheel to around
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| Stomping come my water overhead hell, hell, hell
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| It’s a road we know too well
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| Not to be lets with boat
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| Do will boat not to well
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| I am there for you
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| I am gone seen through
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| I am there for you |