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Turn off the headlights, make it slow We don't have anywhere to go, away from here So I just scream to make, what I couldn't work, make it out your to mine Now, I, see it Makes a lot of different kind Think it's pretty funny but I listen it up, the time I spent alone Without the things, you Think it's pretty funny but I listen it up, oh Same old story, same old town, I Look and tell the fellow This's the things he found, a chance to do and say Lets start thinking Keep on moving Whats a foot and a half Whats a foot and a half Whats a foot and a half Now just stay put and again Get around me and nothing ever made it far, oh It's okay Guess that's funny again The time we spent alone (and we're about nothing) Makes a lot of different kind Think it's pretty funny but I listen it up, the time I spent alone Without the things, you Think it's pretty funny but I listen it up, oh Makes a lot of different kind Think it's pretty funny but I listen it up, the time I spent alone Without the things, you Think it's pretty funny but I listen it up, oh |