And I thought I'd I ask you something
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I thought I'd never ask a soul
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About how the nights here got so crazy
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We lose control
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Cause the suns been up for hours
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Florida catch you out of breath
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And we're all hoping where we started
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Is where the night will end the best
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And all I want to know
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Is if you hear me
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I've never spoke this clearly
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(Could this any better)
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Can you tell me how this goes
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As you start your symphony
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Let it sing us both to sleep
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Even if the room don't stop from spinning
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Lets leave our imprints on the sidewalk
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Like our initials in the sand
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And see if Tallahasse tips you to hold my hand
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Cause its just like Califorinia summers
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With better warmer Florida nights
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The sounds get louder as I kiss you
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I hope my words all come out right
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And all I want to know
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Is if you hear me
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I've never spoke this clearly
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(Could this any better)
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Can you tell me how this goes
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As you start your symphony
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Let it sing us both to sleep
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Even if the room don't stop from spinning
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Whoa-oh-oh
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Whoa-oh-oh
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We'll start the night out with a promise
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Sing it loud and honest
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But at the end of this we won't feel a thing
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And all I want to know
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Is if you hear me
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I've never spoke this clearly
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Can you tell me how this goes
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As you start your symphony
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Let it sing us both to sleep
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(Could this be any better)
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And all I want to know
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Is can you hear me
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And can you hear me
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(Could this be any better)
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Can you tell me how this goes
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As you start your symphony
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Let it sing us both to sleep
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Even if the room don't stop from spinning
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You Hold Your Breath, I'll Hold My Liquor
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