Let's count the days till winter comes our way
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And we're all tired and ready to breathe
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and there's a rumor that there's a bitter cold chill in the air.
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It's haunting every breath we take.
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The hint of alcohol and nicotine keeps us warm inside.
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So all your fashion sense aware, the sweaters unfold themselves.
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We are all alone, but we're better off by ourselves.
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Cause it's time to roll the windows down and feel the cold air all around.
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We are heading out of town and not a thing can stop us now.
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Get carried away.
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Let's think about all the nights on Lucky Street
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We stayed up till 3 am.
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With all the gossip and the latest girls.
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There's a bitter cold chill in the air.
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It's haunting every breath take.
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The hint of alcohol and nicotine, it keeps us warm inside.
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So all your fashion sense aware, the sweaters unfold themselves.
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We are all alone, but we're better off by ourselves.
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Cause it's time to roll the windows down and feel the cold air all around.
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We are heading out of town and not a thing can stop us now.
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Get carried a
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This winter is much like all the rest.
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This season's changed since we've been away.
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This winter is much like all the rest.
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Cause it's time to roll the windows down and feel the cold air all around.
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We are heading out of town and not a thing can stop us now.
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Get carried away
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Get carried away
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Get carried away
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Get carried away
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