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Waiting in the line |
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Plastic covers, wax the lovers |
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All I wanna do is get mine |
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Running 'round, a dime a dozen |
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I will take 'em by surprise |
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All the winter nights make the summer bright |
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I got a feeling that we'll be in time |
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Taught you how to sing, it's the way to be |
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And now I'm thinking about ditching mine |
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Brittany's back, Brittany's back |
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She told the truth but the truth was sad |
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And I ain't sorry for that old bag |
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Breathin' down your neck |
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Shoot up, then shoot the rest |
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Shoot the rest |
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Shoot the rest |
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Listen to the pines |
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Now I'm wondering why its thundering |
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With the sky as clear as your eyes |
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Set you up ??? |
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All I could do was apologize |
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Where's your piece of mind |
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Where's your silver line |
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Tell me baby will you still be mine |
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Taught me how to sing now I'm hollering |
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Hallelujah thank god that I'm alive! |
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Brittany's back, Brittany's back |
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She told the truth but the truth was sad |
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And I ain't sorry for that old bag |
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Breathin' down my neck |
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Shoot up, then shoot the rest |
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Shoot the rest |
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Shoot the rest |
