When we broke down
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In that small mining town
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I was ready for quitting
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My guard was down
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It was summer all day
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In your dad's chevrolet
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And so we decided to stay
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And we want spectacular views
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If we're to stay for the weekend
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And you swear
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There'll be no bad news
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If we stay, if we stay without looking back
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We'll take a small private room
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With a window please
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If it opens that's fine
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To let in the breeze
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We've been waiting all year
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For someone to just say
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Everyone fucks up it's going to be ok
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And the prop planes
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They fly overhead
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You can hear them returning
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And maybe it's all in my head
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But i'll save my complaints for tomorrow
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And when you got sick i was sad for some days
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But i'm feeling much better
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I just sleep it away
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Now it's just like
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We never was
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Some things go bad just because
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And the freeways
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They go coast to coast
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They've taken away all my good friends
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And i don't care if you're broke
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You can't stay here tomorrow
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And the dreams have come back again
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But this time i'm not just watching them
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Its me as pilot instead
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And i land the plane all by myself
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No you can't stay here tomorrow
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Spectacular Views (Salute My Shorts!)
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| Rilo Kiley |
