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I really don't knowWhere this story beganMy friend used and it got himself a girlSwanky is her nameShe's got the best of himAnd he's got the best of her in the palm of their handAnd they could care less what's coming upSometimes the future doesn't have much luckThis wigged out thing called loveThey make it kinda roughAnd they don't really mindThey're on their ownThey said this has beenMotionless orbit flightAround each other, intoxicating their mindsDancing in the streetUnder suburban lightsThey stumbled to the concrete without a hurtAnd they could care less what's coming upSometimes the future doesn't have much luckThis wigged out thing called loveThey make it kinda roughAnd they don't really mindThey're on their ownLove losing controlSo you better hold onAs the walked together in timeLeaving all us drunks behindThis wigged out thing called loveThey make it kinda roughBut they don't really mindThey're on their own, own
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