Let's count the days until winter comes our way
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We're all tired and ready to breathe
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And there's a rumor that
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There's a bitter cold chill in the air.
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It's haunting every breath we take.
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The hint of alcohol and nicotine it keeps us warm inside.
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So all your fashion sense aware, the sweaters unfold themselves.
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We are all alone, but we're better off by ourselves.
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It's time to roll the windows down and
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Feel the cold air all around.
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We are heading out of town and
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Not a thing can stop us now.
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Get carried away.
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Let's think about all those nights on Luckie St.
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We stayed up til 3 am, with all the gossip and the latest girls.
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There's a bitter cold chill in the air.
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It's haunting every breath we take.
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The hint of alcohol and nicotine it keeps us warm inside.
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So all your fashion sense aware, the sweaters unfold themselves.
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We are all alone, but we're better off by ourselves.
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It's time to roll the windows down and
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Feel the cold air all around.
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We are heading out of town and
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Not a thing can stop us now.
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Get carried away.
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This winter is much like all the rest.
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This season's changed since we've been away.
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This winter is much like all the rest.
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It's time to roll the windows down and
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Feel the cold air all around.
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We are heading out of town and
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Not a thing can stop us now.
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Get carried away.
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