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A song a day for six
like light years away from today
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Too coincidences and instances
Of hand, it's insane
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
I thought my way to
I could claim this, but he me the brain
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
You know I'm saying?
And those thoughts can get confusing, it's
But tonight, we
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Lay me down, put me out
me home, let me know
I'm to go
'Cause I was down, now, I've
Oh, what's lately?

Remember dreams far away
Was pinching like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in
And I don't John Travolta
Remember seemed far away
Was pinching pennies like and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in
And I mean John Travolta
And I don't mean Travolta (yeah)
And I mean John Travolta

Dancing under sunset, in the
reflecting for the day
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
I've seen this in my head a times
But to see it come to life is insane
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
and orange juice
Mimosas Pulp Fiction in the way
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
That all can get confusing, it's amusing, but
(Celebrate)

Lay me down, put me out
Call me home, let me
I'm to go
'Cause I was down, now, I've
Oh, what's reality (Oh)

Remember seemed far away
Was pinching pennies Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean John
dreams seemed far away
Was pinching like Lane and Hardaway
Now my make feasts for holidays in Greece
And I don't mean Travolta

Put me out
me home, let me know
I'm to go
'Cause I was down, now, flown
Oh, what's lately? (Oh)

Remember dreams seemed far
Was pinching pennies Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in
And I don't John Travolta
dreams seemed far away
Was pennies like Lane and Hardaway
Now my beats make feasts for holidays in
And I don't mean Travolta

Far away,
Holiday, don't mean Travolta
Far away,
Holiday, mean John Travolta
Lay me down, put me out
Call me
(Holiday—don't John Travolta)
(Don't mean Travolta)
me home
I'm to go