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please won't you come around
come around tonight
i
Travelling across the plains
I'm so bored and nothing changes here
Why
i had you in the palm of my hand
...and i
there's a crackle and a snap
i twist my head around
i
newport nightmare, newport nightmare
newport nightmare
it took me that day, on
you know those days when you think to yourself
i never
driving down the highway
with the wind in my hair
lots of
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