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Go Rydell

I'll take the wheel in an exit or two The Florida coastline looks better than it ever used to, And I wonder How much this van will take while on the

Walking through the streets with empty pockets and a cough to go along With a blurred point of view I?m passing churches on my left Along my path I find

I can taste the air and it?s obnoxious to my tongue Where?s the summer that I once knew? I want to feel like a new pair of shoes unscathed and not broken

send me an email when you're sober but i wasn't even drunk so go to hell, miss rydell yeah, go to hell miss rydell so go to hell go to hell this is