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Well, it's back to the battle today. |
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But I wouldn't have it any other way. |
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Cause tonight we'll be crazy as kooks. |
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I'm dancing, grooving. This lovely wooden floor. |
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The tom-toms are beating on. Eyes are so sore. |
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There is still sand in my suitcase. |
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There is still salt in my teeth. |
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I kissed her in the window. |
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She covered up her face. |
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She's pretty, Sherry. |
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But I'm far, far too late. |
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Someone said, man, let's take a drive. |
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So here I am. So here I am. |
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I crashed up a party, nickels and dimes, |
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A handful of strangers, all friends of mine. |
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I know that you're married, rings on your hand. |
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So I didn't stay 'til the end. |
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I don't need a Christmas card. |
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You don't need to write. |
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Last Christmas was black and blue, but this year is white. |
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The void repeats, repeats a sound so deep in my head. |
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Goodnight. Keep your shirt on. You can leave the way you came. |
