Butts on the floor
Let's lay in that dirty ground
To celebrate the life
As those bells start to ring
The beginning of a new year
A backwards race of "back in time"
I'm watching "Switched At Birth"
And I have no boyfriend on the line
The cat, she sneaks around the house
And the ready, set tables weren't betting on being flipped this way
Let's lay in that dirty ground
To celebrate the life
As those bells start to ring
The beginning of a new year
A backwards race of "back in time"
I'm watching "Switched At Birth"
And I have no boyfriend on the line
The cat, she sneaks around the house
And the ready, set tables weren't betting on being flipped this way
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