| Two days' double, stayin outta trouble
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| gather in a huddle, tryin to keep a hold o' your man
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| Look what your given, nothing forbidden,
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| who you kiddin, now that’s livin it fine
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| And it’s not too late, Let’s make up like we were best friends,
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| Then break up in the bitter end, and I’ll throw it all away
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| Our sweet Jesus, will Heaven save us?
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| Lifted heart but you’d hardly blame us
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| Broke the mold when we stole the show,
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| No regrets if the truth be told
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| Saints and Sinners, Midnight dinners,
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| Sorry no beginners, Gotta have a film of this life
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| Beginnin of the city, Looks so pretty, Oh what a pity, Never seem to have any
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| time
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| When worlds collide, and all the colors bleed into one,
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| It’s only then we’re havin fun, We’re goin all the way
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| Our sweet Jesus, will Heaven save us?
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| Lifted heart but you’d hardly blame us
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| Broke the mold when we stole the show,
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| No regrets if the truth be told
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| But just the same, We’ll do it all again
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| Over and over
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| There’s always one more song,
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| Don’t lose your mind
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| Our sweet Jesus, will Heaven save us?
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| Lifted heart but you’d hardly blame us
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| Broke the mold when we stole the show,
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| No regrets if the truth be told
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| Our sweet Jesus, will Heaven save us?
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| Lifted heart but you’d hardly blame us
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| Broke the mold when we stole the show,
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| No regrets if the truth be told, YEAH! |