| Remarkable as it seems
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| Turns out the night was much shorter
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| Than you wanted to believe
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| But we’re only in Dakota dots on maps
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| En route to bigger cities
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| And the ebbs of traffic patterns recede
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| And we played our only record front to back
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| Infinity
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| When it’s dark like this
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| All that I can see is the whites of her green eyes
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| When she says,
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| «Oh, tell me, this is all it’s gonna be?»
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| And I say, «Oh, I don’t know just how it’s gonna be»
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| And she says, «Oh, tell me, is this all it’s gonna be?»
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| There’s a trigger somewhere, let’s pull it
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| There’s a trigger somewhere, let’s pull it
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| Thinking back to all the days when we were kids
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| Playing games and dropping hints
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| And getting wide-eyed at a glimpse
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| But now you’re about as turned on
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| As a bottom feeder likes the sun
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| And the twist is finally gone up with the rest
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| Like some long extinct creature
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| That we’ve never seen in flesh
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| And you suppose that ever reigning champ
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| Eventually meets his better
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| And she says,
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| «Oh, tell me, this is all it’s gonna be?»
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| And I say, «Oh, I don’t know just how it’s gonna be»
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| And she says, «Oh, tell me, is this all it’s gonna be?»
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| There’s a trigger somewhere, let’s pull it
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| There’s a trigger somewhere, let’s pull it
|
| And she says,
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| «Oh, tell me, this is all it’s gonna be?»
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| And I say, «Oh, I don’t know just how it’s gonna be»
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| And she says, «Oh, tell me, is this all it’s gonna be?»
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| There’s a trigger somewhere, let’s pull it
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| There’s a trigger somewhere, let’s pull it
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| There’s a trigger somewhere, let’s pull it
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| Oh |