Answers
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fever
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dream
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high
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in
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the
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quiet
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of
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the
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night
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you
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know
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that
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I
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caught
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it
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bad
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bad
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boy
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Shiny
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toy
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with
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a
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price
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you
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know
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that
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I
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bought
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it
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killing
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me
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slow,
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out
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the
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window
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window
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always
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waiting
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for
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you
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to
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be
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waiting
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below
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devils
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roll
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the
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dice,
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angels
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roll
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their
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eyes
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what
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doesn't
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kill
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me
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makes
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me
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Answers
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want
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you
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more
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and
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it's
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new,
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the
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shape
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of
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your
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body
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it's
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blue,
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the
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feeling
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I've
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got
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and
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it's
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ooh,
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whoa,
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oh
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it's
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a
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cruel
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summer
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its
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cool,
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that's
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what
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I
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tell
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em
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no
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rules
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in
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breakable
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heaven
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but
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ooh,
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whoa
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oh
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it's
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a
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cruel
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summer
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with
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you
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hang
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your
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head
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low
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the
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glow
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of
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the
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vending
|
machine
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Answers
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not
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dying
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say
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that
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we'll
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just
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screw
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it
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up
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in
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these
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trying
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times
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we're
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not
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trying
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cut
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the
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headlights,
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summer's
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a
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knife
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I'm
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always
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waiting
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for
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you
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just
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to
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cut
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to
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the
|
bone
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devils
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roll
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the
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dice,
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angels
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roll
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their
|
eyes
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and
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if
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I
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bleed,
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you'll
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be
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the
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last
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to
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know
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oh
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it's
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new,
|
the
|
shape
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of
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your
|
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Answers
|
body
|
it's
|
blue,
|
the
|
feeling
|
I've
|
got
|
and
|
it's
|
ooh,
|
whoa,
|
oh
|
it's
|
a
|
cruel
|
summer
|
it's
|
cool,
|
that's
|
what
|
I
|
tell
|
em
|
no
|
rules
|
in
|
breakable
|
heaven
|
but
|
ooh,
|
whoa,
|
oh
|
it's
|
a
|
cruel
|
summer
|
with
|
you
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I'm
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drunk
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in
|
the
|
back
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of
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the
|
car
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and
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I
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cried
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like
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a
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baby
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coming
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home
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from
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the
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bar
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oh
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Answers
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said
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"I'm
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fine,
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but
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it
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wasn't
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true
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I
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don't
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wanna
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keep
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secrets
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just
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to
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keep
|
you
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and
|
I
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snuck
|
in
|
through
|
the
|
garden
|
gate
|
every
|
night
|
that
|
summer
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just
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to
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seal
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my
|
fate
|
oh
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and
|
I
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screamed
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for
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whatever
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it's
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worth
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I
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love
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you,
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ain't
|
that
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the
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worst
|
thing
|
you
|
ever
|
heard
|
he
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looks
|
up
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grinning
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like
|
a
|
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Answers
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devil
|
it's
|
new,
|
the
|
shape
|
of
|
your
|
body
|
it's
|
blue,
|
the
|
feeling
|
I've
|
got
|
and
|
it's
|
ooh,
|
whoa,
|
oh
|
it's
|
a
|
cruel
|
summer
|
it's
|
cool,
|
that's
|
what
|
I
|
tell
|
em
|
no
|
rules,
|
in
|
breakable
|
heaven
|
but
|
ooh,
|
whoa,
|
oh
|
it's
|
a
|
cruel
|
summer
|
with
|
you
|
I'm
|
drunk
|
in
|
the
|
back
|
of
|
the
|
car
|
and
|
I
|
cried
|
like
|
a
|
|
Answers
|
baby
|
coming
|
home
|
from
|
the
|
bar
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Said,
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"I'm
|
fine,
|
but
|
it
|
wasn't
|
true
|
I
|
don't
|
wanna
|
keep
|
secrets
|
just
|
to
|
keep
|
you
|
and
|
I
|
snuck
|
in
|
through
|
the
|
garden
|
gate
|
every
|
night
|
that
|
summer
|
just
|
to
|
seal
|
my
|
fate
|
oh
|
and
|
I
|
screamed
|
for
|
whatever
|
it's
|
worth
|
i
|
love
|
you,
|
ain't
|
that
|
the
|
worst
|
thing
|
you
|
ever
|
heard
|
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