| Touchdown, bags in the backseat
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| Drive home, the sunset’s behind me
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| Small town, wonder if I’ll see her
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| (Oh I wonder if l’ll see her)
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| Party’s up where we had our first drink
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| I got a dress I know will make you lose sleep
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| 'Cause I’m only here for the weekend
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| Pick it up right where we left it
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| Let’s go and paint the town like old times
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| Pretend that I never left for one night
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| 'Cause we never skipped a beat
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| I feel it in the way you touch
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| The way you touch
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| Remember me just like this for old times
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| Let’s go and paint the town like old times
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| Pretend that I never left for one night
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| 'Cause we never skipped a beat
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| I feel it in the way you touch
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| The way you touch
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| Remember me just like this for old times
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| Take off back to the city
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| This trip felt like a sweet dream
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| And I’m already thinking about the next time
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| I’m already thinking about the next time
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| Let’s go and paint the town like old times
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| Pretend that I never left for one night
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| 'Cause we never skipped a beat
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| I feel it in the way you touch
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| The way you touch
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| Remember me just like this for old times |