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We'll drive into the sunset
My fingers and your thigh make contact
I could've swore you packed your contacts
In your backpack
Right next to bottle of the cognac

We'll drive into the sunset
My fingers and your thigh make contact
I could've swore you packed your contacts
In your backpack
Right next to bottle of the cognac
This song is just a concept
Of everything I've ever wanted
I wish the month right now was August
Moving out west on a quest
For a life that offers all this

With you (With you)
And I (And I)
We laugh (We laugh)
And we cry (We cry)
And we'll dance (We'll dance)
Till we die (Till we die)
'Cause the rate that we're moving's alarming
Compared to the shit that's happening outside and

Truthfully the talk about the virus freak me out
Yeah, eleven thousand people died this shit is heading south
And if the world is gonna end by August please just hear me out
Put some optimism in and take your fingers out your mouth
We'll drive into the sunset
My fingers and your thigh make contact
I could've swore you packed your contacts
In your backpack
Right next to bottle of

We'll drive into the sunset
My fingers and your thigh make contact
I could've swore you packed your contacts
In your backpack
Right next to bottle of the cognac
This song is just a concept
Of everything I've ever wanted
I wish the month right now was August
Moving out west on a quest
For a life that offers all this

We'll drive into the sunset
My fingers and your thigh make contact
I could've swore you packed your contacts
In your backpack
Right next to bottle of the cognac
This song is just a concept
Of everything I've ever wanted
I wish the month right now was August
Moving out west on a quest
For a life that offers all this

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