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Backseat Serenade 
Easy
by All Time Low
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Lazy lover
Find a place for me again
You it before
I know you did
I could see it
Whiskey Princess
me under, pull me in
You had me at over boy
I a friend
I understand
Backseat serenade
Dizzy hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of alone
You're a summer day
Kiss the sweat away
To radio
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the pain away
To radio...
You take me over
I throw you up against the wall
We've seen it all before
But this one's different
It's deliberate
You send me reeling
Calling out to you for more
The value of this moment lives in metaphor
Yeah, through it all
Backseat serenade
Dizzy hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
the sweat away
To your radio
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the pain away
To radio...
Backseat serenade
hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of alone
You're salty like a summer day
the sweat away
To your radio...
serenade
hand grenade
(Oh) aren't you of alone?
We're salty on a summer day
Kiss the away
To your radio...
(Oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone)
Find a place for me again
You it before
I know you did
I could see it
Whiskey Princess
me under, pull me in
You had me at over boy
I a friend
I understand
Backseat serenade
Dizzy hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of alone
You're a summer day
Kiss the sweat away
To radio
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the pain away
To radio...
You take me over
I throw you up against the wall
We've seen it all before
But this one's different
It's deliberate
You send me reeling
Calling out to you for more
The value of this moment lives in metaphor
Yeah, through it all
Backseat serenade
Dizzy hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
the sweat away
To your radio
Backseat serenade
Little hand grenade
(Oh) god, I'm sick of sleeping alone
You're salty like a summer day
Kiss the pain away
To radio...
Backseat serenade
hurricane
(Oh) god, I'm sick of alone
You're salty like a summer day
the sweat away
To your radio...
serenade
hand grenade
(Oh) aren't you of alone?
We're salty on a summer day
Kiss the away
To your radio...
(Oh, god I'm sick of sleeping alone)
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