When the summers were higher and longer
And our sleeves were without hearts
We'd make like Hunter S. Thopson
Till they turned on the stars
The radios they called us
To tune in and take it all
But they forgot to warn us once it's gone
It won't be there anymore
From my backseat
We ran from base to base
And you Daddy's gonna kill me
When he catches me
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I'll get the money anyway I can come by
So you'll never get your head turned again
The city was calling your name out loud
And you were listening
I promised I'd visit you once I settled down
But I never believed the words that I said
Then my reasons turned to seasons
Yeah and I never did
From your backseat
We ran from base to base
And my Daddy's gonna kill me
If he catches me
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Emotions are dragging me
Down these cold and somber streets
And I'm down on my knees
Begging and wishing you would please
Come back home to me
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