Back in high school we used to take it slow
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Red lipstick on and high heel stilettos
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Had a job downtown working the servo
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Had me waiting in line couldn't even let go
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'Cause I never wanna be that guy
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Who doesn't even get a taste
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No more having to chase
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To win that prize
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You're just a little bit out of my limit
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It's been two years now you haven't even seen the best of me
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And In my mind now I've been over this a thousand times
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But it's almost over
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Let's start over
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Back in high school
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We used to make up plans
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Called you up one day to meet split ends
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'Cause I never wanna be that guy
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Who doesn't even get a taste
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No more having to chase
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To win that prize
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You're just a little bit out of my limit
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It's been two years now you haven't even seen the best of me
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And In my mind now I've been over this a thousand times
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But it's almost over
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Let's start over
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You're just a little bit out of my limit
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It's been two years now you haven't even seen the best of me
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And In my mind now I've been over this a thousand time
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But it's almost over
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Let's start over
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Out Of My Limit
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| 5 Seconds Of Summer |
