I wish today was not the same tired routine we always do.
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Let's trade it all for a shot in the shade.
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Ever see The Getaway?
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I'll be McQueen, you'll be Ali MacGraw; we'll fight the law.
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So what do you say?
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We'll drink us silly way too soon,
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and start a fight at the bar:
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a life of cigarettes and spoons...
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Would that be all right?
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I don't care about the cash or what they'll take in trade.
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I thought I heard you say, "Only if we had it made..."
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This could be our Great Escape from what we are and what we want.
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We'll laugh and just put the foot on the gas...
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Maybe I have got it wrong, maybe this is where we belong:
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this town, this house, with the clothes on the couch,
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squandering lazy afternoons reading dog-eared books,
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listening to sappy tunes...
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Are we all right?
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I loved it when you said, "I think we have it made."
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Black and white cats, asleep on the stoop:
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we could just be, we don't have to go far.
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Morning light, can't keep out of the room.
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If We Had It Made
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| Sunday's Best |
