1. |
radio
02:26
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tied up in sheets
crank the AC
I am nowhere, got no one to be
can't take the heat
3 digit degrees
sidewalk cooks and egg, and life's a fever dream
(chorus)
I don't know where I want to go
hop in your car
turn up the radio
and I feel sick
can you turn around?
can't keep my feet on solid ground
yeah, you knock me out
and so it goes
the ebb and flow
I'll hang with you, don't take me home
can't think that I
would be your type
I'll hold your hand, but just for tonight
(chorus)
one last drag from this cigarette
it'll take a few nights before we forget
we were driving fast and feeling proud
singing out with the windows down
don't you know I
I've been thinking about it
I've been thinking about
(chorus)
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2. |
boys will be boys
02:13
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boys will be boys
he fell on his own head
then looked up staring back at you
said look now girl what did you do
but boys will be boys
he likes to hear his own voice
he talks and talks about everything
then he thinks that you're uninteresting
you should be used to it by now
we've learned to explain
we made it a game
between the x and the (wh)y
you act the way you do
boys will be boys
so stay on your guard
and go have fun but not too much
cause if you do you'll be a slut
but boys will be boys
he couldn't help himself
but don't worry it's not personal
you're just another girl or did you know?
you should be used to it by now
we've learned to explain
we made it a game
between the x and the y
but you ought to know
you come and then go
this don't excuse why you act the way you do
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3. |
prom
02:19
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there's a piece of myself
I run from
yeah, I run from
it's bringing me down
I'm all wrong
yeah, I'm all wrong
and don't you forget
to write once in a while
but you'll never earn
one more of my smiles again
dancing with them
one night
dance all night
and no one can break
these doors I closed so tight
and I can't seem to be
who I was before
I want it again
just not with you anymore
but I can't blame you
for all the hurt, baby
cause I let myself
believe in the maybe again
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