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Wipeout
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(Sullivan)
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This is where we go to - to the blue of the ocean
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On the 30 westbound to the diamond water
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Lost out in the white waves - salt purification
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Bright eyes and breathless - this is how Love feels
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Wash away the black stuff, wash away the road-dirt
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In the thrill of the wipeout, feel it pulling you under
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This is where it saved your life in the days of the new beginning
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All the sweet redemption lines that you wrote and told a thousand times
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This is where we go to - to the blue of the ocean
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On the three-o westbound to the diamond water
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On the backlanes down to the sea we pulled to the side of the road
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Danced together in the headlights beam to the songs on the radio
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Cheek to cheek
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Wipeout
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| New Model Army |
