Hey, kid, you've got, a lot of potential
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but I think its time to move up, so go on and blow us away with your sound;
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Now you're everything that we've come to love,
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you taught us to move, so we'll show it off,
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just drop us the beat...
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Here's to the fast times; the times we felt alive;
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to all the nights that we forgot to get back home.
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Stay seventeen,
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the party scene has got the best of me and you,
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we've got to let this go...
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Drink up last call before the sunrise sets the scene,
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of empty bottles, heavy hearts,
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the memories of broken dreams...
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We were so tired yet so alive,
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wrapped up in lies like sheets of another one night stand,
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you know you left the girl with nothing but the,
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Sunrise through the window pane, where tired eyes will close....
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Stay seventeen, the party scene has got the best of me and you,
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we've got to let this go...
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I know she hopes I choke on this last drink,
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drop dead before my influence gets to her head...
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She said, "I'll love you forever, or find something better.
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It's all just the same as when we sleep together.
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We wake up with headaches, and trouble remembering
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what went wrong..."
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Stay seventeen,
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the party scene has got the best of me and you,
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we've got to let this go...
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The Party Scene
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All Time Low |