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| to the window, to the wall | |
| donna donna jodi and rebecca | |
| fuelin' up on heartaches and cheap wine | |
| i like the way you do that.... | |
| in wintertime, but it's july | |
| man she's self-sufficent, unafraid, almost grown, a bit apprehensive, and she plays it smart | |
| i'm getting older too, well, i'm getting | |
| you must be a football coach the way you got me playin' the field | |
| all of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere | |
| i can still hear the words you whispered | |
| ...no matter what they say | |
| so grab your girls and you grab a couple more | |
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| when your education x-ray cannot see under my skin | |
| ...on my mind fullfill my fantasies | |
| we gon' sip bacardi like it's your birthday | |
| walk with a sippy cup of milk | |
| i like the all white high top straps with the gum bottom | |
| unglued in a trap trip i can't | |
| you were my sun, you were my earth | |
| well i saw fireworks from the freeway | |
| i'm more confused yet i look for the light | |
| discover me discoverin | |
| we can even do it slow take it where you want to go | |
| want a towel on a chair in the sand | |
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