| We live off of 1 °F
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| A ways past the river, near the liquor store
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| And we like to fly in the 'vette
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| Sing songs to each other cause we’re all we can get, ok
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| I’ve never seen those eyes before
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| And she don’t believe in miracles
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| So it’s hard sometimes
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| But when we really try, it’s alright
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| I’ve seen the streets all wet and cold
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| And I know the street lights shining gold
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| And when I see her trunk coming round the bend
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| I just, I can’t wait to taste the glory of
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| She likes to drive around with me
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| We love each other’s company
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| And all I have to do is make sure no one ever scratches her car
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| Oh, and we do
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| Oh, get got it in the car so get too far apart
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| She’s been burned before, and spilled onto the floor
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| So we gonna kick down all the doors
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| Ain’t no one can touch our '64
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| So it’s hard sometimes
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| But when we really try, we’re alright
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| We spend a few nights on the floor
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| And I know what those keys are for
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| And when the wind takes me back to the river’s edge
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| I just, I can’t wait to hear the story of
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| She likes to drive around with me
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| We love each other’s company
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| And all I have to do is make sure no one ever scratches her
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| Nobody scratches her
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| She don’t believe in miracles (It's alright) |