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'It's getting late,'
she said,
She touched my face,
'Let's stay out as late we we can.'
Drive around the lake
just a little too fast,
my eyes on the lights, her hand on my shoulder
Yeah, windows down
wine in our heads
the city lights just blur
Let's go out
on a dock
we'll bring a bottle and a blanket.
And everything,
yeah, everything is going our way.
Lean in to me.
One of my new favorite songs :D <3 Monkey!!!!Knife!!!!Fight!!!!
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