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Lyrics:
It's in the way she often calls me out
It's in the curve of your pretty gown
You come on legs and your pantyhose
You look so precious with your bloody nose
[Chorus]
We gonna come together, we gonna celebrate
We gonna gather 'round, like it's your birthday
I don't wanna know, just what I'm gonna do
I don't care where your going, I'm coming along with you
Walking her home with the grassy field
Fallin' and laughin' at the drinks we spilled
Just one of those nights that I had to share
She's in a daze, without a care
[Chorus x2]
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