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April 16, 2014

she’s sick of this town, she’s sick of that boy
yeah she’s sick of dreams that never take flight
there’s gotta be more than the same old story
so she’s gonna turn the page tonight
and turn the radio up
roll the windows down
she got a full tank of gas
ain’t no stopping her now

she’s got the pedal to the floor in a hand-me-down ford,
yeah, the only thing that’s left to do
is catch a couple green lights and those baby blue eyes
are leaving nothing in that rearview
but dust, nothing but dust

– eli young band, dust

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