| You look to me like a place I know
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| But I don’t remember times this good
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| Walk down roads, kicking cans, and making plans like we used to
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| You’ve heard my stories a thousand times
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| But you still laugh at every single joke
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| Don’t need a reason to call me any time that you want to
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| And we laugh a little when we feel like crying
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| If you cry a little, I don’t mind
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| Making it up as we go along
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| Three chords and the truth, we can make a song
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| We don’t need much, 'cause we’re here tonight
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| It could be the best of times
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| You’ve got places you want to go
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| And I’ve got things I need to leave behind
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| So then I light fires, and kick the tires, on roads like we used to
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| And we laugh a little when we feel like crying
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| If you cry a little, I don’t mind
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| Making it up as we go along
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| Three chords and the truth, we can make a song
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| We don’t need much, 'cause we’re here tonight
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| It could be the best of times
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| It could be the best of times…
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| Making it up as we go along
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| We’ve got the truth, we can make a song
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| Making it up as we go along
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| We’ve got the truth, we can make a song
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| (And it could be the best of times)
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| Making it up as we go along
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| (It could be the best of times)
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| We’ve got the truth, we can make a song
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| (It could be the best of times)
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| Making it up as we go along
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| (It could be the best of times)
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| We’ve got the truth, we can make a song
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| (It could be the best of times)
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| Making it up as we go along
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| (It could be the best of times)
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| We’ve got the truth, we can make a song
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| Making it up as we go along
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| We’ve got the truth, we can make a song
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| (It could be the best of times)
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| It could be the best of times |