The Fifties Tab par You Blew It!

I've stowed away every-thing in boxes and old spaces trying to keep my senses.
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The only place I want to be is listening to Elvis in the front seat, faking a life in the fifties. 
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It's not that I lied,       it's just hard to say that I tried.
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Ahhhhhhh Ahhhh Ohhh
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I just think that it's about time that I stopped falling for every beautiful set of brown eyes
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Just like your brown eyes. 
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The only place I want to be is listening to Elvis in the front seat, faking a life in the fifties. 
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Ahhhhhhh Ahhhh Ohhh 
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Ahhhhhhh Ahhhh Ohhh
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I just think that it's about time that I stopped falling for every beautiful set of brown eyes
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Just like your brown eyes. 
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Just like your brown eyes. 
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Just like your brown eyes. 
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