Out in the park
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I feel hardly like I should
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I'm back in the car.
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I'm so outta tune
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I can't remember why
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or where I am, I got lost.
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My head is beating
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There's always something waiting
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to trouble me like that.
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So let's get up
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and just get back on the course, oh yeah.
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The sun goes right up
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Don't need chasing
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Ain't no tellin
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It just does what it does.
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And when it's gone it shows the dead
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and who's living.
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Maybe we're dreaming
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(Maybe we're dreaming)
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But I know, no you're not alone.
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We've were together since we were so young.
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It's right on, right on, right on!
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I got a friend in the state I'm in
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Nobody else could be as free as this
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It's gettin late we should get home
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Let's kick a beat and hit the bowl
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The night is calm like a sleeping bomb
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No need to break it, don't want light to replace it.
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We should go down to walk the river
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(Oh I know)
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Grab that guitar from Matty's van.
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Ah yeah!
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Written by Ryan Egan.
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Parks
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| The Ugly Club |
