So much for love
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I guess I've been wronged
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But it's all right cuz
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I'm moving on
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I've got my car all packed with cassette tapes and
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Sweaters and loose change and cheap cigarettes and
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I'm gonna drive through the hills
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Put my hand out the window and
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Sing till I run out of words
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I'm gonna stop at every truck stop
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Make small talk with waiters and truck drivin' men
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I'm gonna fall asleep in the back seat
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With no one around but me and my friends
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It's gonna be so grand
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It's gonna be just like my wedding day
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Yeah I've had enough of love
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It feels good to give up
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So good to be good to myself and
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I'm gonna get on the highway with no destination
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And plenty of vision in mind and
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I'm gonna drive to the ocean
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Go skinny dipping
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Blow kisses to Venus and Mars
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I'm gonna stop at every bar and
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Flirt with the cowboys in front their girlfriends
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It's gonna be so grand
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It's gonna be just like my wedding day
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So much for love
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I guess I've been wronged
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But it's all right cuz I'm moving on
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I'm gonna drive over hills
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Over mountains and canyons
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And boys that keep bringin' me down
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I'm gonna drive under skyline and sunshine
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Drink good wine in vineyards
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And get asked to dance
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I'm gonna be carefree and let nothing pass me by
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Never ever again
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It's gonna be so grand
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It's gonna be so grand
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It's gonna be just like my wedding day
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Wedding Day
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| Rosie Thomas |
