MAYBE I SHOULD DROP YOU AT YOUR DOOR.
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OR LEAVE TONIGHT AND VANISH UP THE SHORE.
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ANYWHERE BUT HERE.
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IT'S THREE O'CLOCK WE'RE DRIVING IN YOUR CAR,
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YOU'RE SCREAMING OUT THE WINDOW AT THE STARS,
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"PLEASE DON'T DRIVE ME HOME!"
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[CHORUS:]
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BLAME US BECAUSE WE ARE WHO WE ARE.
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HATE US BECAUSE YOU'LL NEVER GET THAT FAR.
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AND WHO'D SUPPOSE YOU WOULD GO?
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I'VE ALREADY LEARNED ENOUGH TO KNOW.
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TELL ME ALL THE PLACES WE COULD GO.
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AND COUNT THE HEADLIGHTS PASSING ON THE ROAD,
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A LONG, LONG TIME AGO.
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[CHORUS:]
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[BRIDGE:]
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HERE WE ARE.
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FOREIGN TO THEIR WORLD.
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STRAIGHT AND COMPOSED.
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YOUR SERMONS I CAN DO WITHOUT
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AND I FINALLY FOUND.
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THAT EVERYBODY LOVES TO LOVE YOU
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WHEN YOU'RE FAR AWAY.
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COULD IT BE WE'VE DONE SOMETHING WRONG
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WE'D MAKE IT BACK TO YOUR PLACE BEFORE DAWN
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"PLEASE, DON'T TAKE ME HOME."
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"PLEASE, DON'T TAKE ME HOME."
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[CHORUS:]
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At The Stars
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| Better Than Ezra |
