I study up my hollow
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Piece of wood to follow
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A day that doesn't come
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To the lucky
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And I realize there's tomorrow
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But I would rather wallow
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In the rain then moods that seem
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So pot-lucky
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Well I'm cruising El Paseo
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In my off-white coup back '65
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Or I'm cruisin down my own street
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And my hooptie says to me
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You better hang on to your bench seat
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I'm gonna take you for a ride
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And I'll let you know
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When it comes, when it comes
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I'll let you know
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But don't stay up for me
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Don't wait up for me
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If I'm not home
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So I wait for fate to find me
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A ball of string unwind me
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Uncomfortable as a centerfold
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And I realize your behind me
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To help and humankind me
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To see my songs can be retold
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Well I'll be gone tomorrow
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Yes I'm on the road tomorrow
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So next time that I see you in school
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It won't be for too long
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And I'll let you know
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When it comes, when it comes
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I'll let you know
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But don't stay up for me
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Don't wait up for me
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If I'm not home
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And I want a leather jacket
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But only if I have the time
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Well, I'll comb my hair like Elvis
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And grab an old Gretch 59
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And you'd hardly recognize me if you
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Saw me from behind
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And I'll let you know
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When it comes, when it comes
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I'll let you know
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And I'll let you know
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When it comes
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Just when it comes
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I'll let you know
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But don't stay up for me
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Don't wait up for me
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If I'm not home
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And I'll let you know
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I'll let you know
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Well I'll let you know
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When It Comes
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| Tyler Hilton |
