Guess it뭩 written on my face
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God, I get so sick of this place
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I gotta get up, get out, and get a life
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The days run, long, the nights too short
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Not much time for me no more
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And I'm well over due
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So now I'm going to
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Let my hair down and bleach it blonde
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Turn the ringer off and the engine on
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'Cause I can't wait to get to the good times
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Yeah just one stop at the ATM
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Grab a hundred bucks and a real good friend
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Pack it up, and take a load off my mind
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'Cause I can't wait to get to the good times
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Me and my baby get along
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Got a lot of love, got it goin' on
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I wouldn't let go no for anything
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Somethin' bout how the highway feels
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When you drive along on your freedom wheels
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You know any destination will kill the frustration
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Let my hair down and bleach it blonde
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Turn the ringer off and the engine on
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'Cause I can't wait to get to the good times
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Yeah just one stop at the ATM
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Grab a hundred bucks and a real good friend
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Pack it up, and take a load off my mind
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'Cause I can't wait to get to the good times
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Just for the weekend
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Let's jump off the deep end
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I'm goin' to
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Let my hair down and bleach it blonde
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Turn the ringer off and the engine on
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'Cause I can't wait to get to the good times
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Yeah just one stop at the ATM
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Grab a hundred bucks and a real good friend
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Pack it up, and take a load off my mind
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'Cause I can't wait to get to the good times
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Good Time
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| Jessica Andrews |
