| Coming down this road for the millionth time this year
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| But I know somebody who lives here
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| And she’s doing just fine
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| Now I’ve forgotten my loss
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| And I’ve put on plenty of lip gloss
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| And we’ll get there whenever we get there
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| We’ve got plenty of time
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| So climb out my window and make sure it’s shut tight
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| Everything is gonna be alright
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| Just get in the car
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| I say «goodbye» to the sleeping
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| 'cause there’s no time left for show
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| But then again, just who would know the genius you are?
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| Only one could let me down, and why did it have to be you?
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| Keep me on this run-around, and why did I have to make do?
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| Just get me out of this damn town
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| See me comin' right behind you
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| And you can tell my mother that I’ll be back home in the morning
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| And this isn’t some kind of a warning
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| Just thought you should know
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| And so let’s pop the tape in
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| And fill up at the gas station
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| And we’ll get there whenever we get there
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| We’ll get there whenever we get there
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| We’ll get there whenever we get there
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| We’ve got plenty of time
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| Only one could let me down, and why did it have to be you?
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| Keep me on this run-around, and why did I have to make do?
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| Just get me out of this damn town
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| See me coming right behind you
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| See me coming right behind you |