in your car...we could drive for a million miles
i don't even care about it
in my mind ...i'm seventeen, and we could leave it all behind
in your eyes...lying dreams to remind me of my favourite summer
we were just twenty-three, and we could leave it all behind
in your car
in your car...we could dream and scream out loud with the radio...
mayonnaise

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