| She said she was leaving
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| And it wouldn’t take her long
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| To get to where she’s goin
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| Wouldn’t change her mind
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| But didn’t mind if I wanted to tag along
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| And even though I’d only known her for a minute
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| Her name was all I needed… Mmhmm
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| Cause she’s the kind of girl you don’t turn down
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| You just get into the car and watch her drive
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| Ya watch her drive
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| She hardly had a hand on the wheel
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| For changing the stations on that old radio
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| Dress fell off her shoulder
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| Just enough to see her dragonfly tattoo
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| Gas station, left her purse in the car
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| But somehow she still walked out with cigarettes
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| Probably charmed them off that counter clerk
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| Just another man who would love to watch her drive
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| Ya watch her drive
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| Well I know come tomorrow
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| That she won’t be around
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| So maybe «Are we meant to be?»
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| Is no more than right, no more than right now
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| She cut the headlights off
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| Climbed up onto the hood
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| And we watched the trains roll by
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| And through a laugh she asked
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| Which one of those stars above do you believe is heaven?
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| I said I’m not quite sure
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| But I kinda feel with you girl I’m already there
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| She leaned in close, closed her eyes
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| And ya… I just watched her drive
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| I watched her drive
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| Well I know come tomorrow
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| That she won’t be around
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| So maybe «Are we meant to be?»
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| Is no more than right, no more than right now
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| Ya I know come tomorrow
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| That she won’t be around
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| So maybe «Are we meant to be?»
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| Is no more than right, no more than right now
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| She didn’t have much to say
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| Just drop me off
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| Back where it all began
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| And I just stood there as she disappeared
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| Ya something tells me
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| That I’ll always watch her drive
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| Always watch her drive
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| Ya watch her drive
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| Ya watch her drive
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| Ya watch her drive
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| Ya watch her drive
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| Ooh ya
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| Ya watch her drive
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| Ya watch her drive
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| Well watch her drive |