The old man talkin' 'bout things, back in the day when he was our age
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She was more than a pretty face, one night they ran away
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Maybe we could be like that, outta here in nothing flat
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No mirrors for looking back, no room for someday
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We can play it safe or we can play it loud
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Not afraid to stand out in the crowd
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These are the days we've been given
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Right now we gotta live 'em
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Whoa oh whoa, this is our time
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We get the right to mess it up
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To lose it all or find love
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Whoa oh whoa, this is our time
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Some dreams just won't wait, fill the tank
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Off the clutch and accelerate, baby let's get gone
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Let's pack our ripple bags like we were James Dean
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Go and see something we've never seen
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These are the days we've been given
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Right now we gotta live 'em
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Whoa oh whoa, this is our time
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We get the right to mess it up
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To lose it all or find love
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Whoa oh whoa, this is our time
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Yesterday we were too young to know
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Tomorrow we'll just be too damn old
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These are the days we've been given
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Right now we gotta live 'em
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Whoa oh whoa, this is our time
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We get the right to mess it up
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To lose it all or find love
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Whoa oh whoa, this is our time
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This is our time
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We get the right to mess it up
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To lose it all or find love
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Whoa oh whoa, this is our time
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This Is Our Time
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Emerson Drive |