| Lyrics | Title | Artist |
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| Can I get another amen? Theres a flag wraped around a score of men | |
| Now where's your picket fence love? And wheres that shiny car? Did it ever get you far? | |
| I'm rockin Vans, I'm in the sand | |
| I couldn't wait for the summer and the Warped Tour, I remember it's the first time that I saw here there | |
| I'm weird cause I hate goodbyes, I got misty eyes as they said farewell | |
| Living in sin is the new thing | |
| New I chime in, haven't you people ever heard of closing the god damned door? | |
| Maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year | |
| Zip your lips like a padlock and meet me in the back with the Jack and the jukebox | |
| I'm a million miles away but girl, tonight you look so pretty, yes you do | |
| We used to kiss all night, now it's just a bar fight | |
| You think you've lost your love? Well I saw her yesterday | |
| Red lips, red dress, like them like a fire truck | |
| She lives in a fairytale somewhere to far for us to find | |
| I wore a dress, you wore a dark gray T shirt, you told me I was pretty when I looked like a mess | |
| | Lyrics | Title | Artist |
|---|
| And I'm like, hot damn! Let me make you my boo | |
| Dad was a risk taker, his was a shoe maker, you greatest hits 2006, little list maker | |
| Hey man, Jaws was never my scene and I don't like Star Wars | |
| And I want these words to make things right but it's the wrongs that make the words come to life | |
| Hello hello baby you called I can't hear a thing, I have got no service in the club you say say | |
| Yes I love, I mean I'd love to get to know you | |
| Your hearts like an engine, I die with every beat | |
| She turned around and gave that big booty a smack | |
| The waitor just took my table and gave it to Jessica Sim-****! | |
| I'm runnin my mouth just like I got her, but I surely don't | |
| Teenage dreams in a teenage circus, running around like a clown on purpose | |
| I'm in love with a girl I hate, she enjoys pointing out everything bad about me | |
| Who's that chick that rockin kicks? She's gotta be from outta town | |
| It's close to midnight, and something evils lurking from the dark | |
| Cause in the dark you can't see shiny cars | |
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