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There’s not a bump in the road

As far as I can see

Do you wanna slow down

Or do you wanna dance with me?

There’s no turning back, no

Not for pleasure or pain

You can’t hit the brakes on

On a runaway train

So let the walls come down in this sleepy old town

We’re running out of rules to break

It’s a wicked old time when the stars collide

Heaven’s gonna have to wait

So come what may, tomorrow we’ll pay

In the cold Sunday morning light

But that’s a long, long way from the sins of Saturday night

We’re a world and a half away

We’ve got nothing but time

Hell to pay is the last thing on my mind

So bring on the burn

The heat is just right

The song is worth the sorrow

And we’re singing it tonight

So let the walls come down in this sleepy old town

We’re running out of rules to break

It’s a wicked old time when the stars collide

Heaven’s gonna have to wait

So come what may, tomorrow we’ll pay

In the cold Sunday morning light

But that’s a long, long way from the sins of Saturday night

There’s not a bump in the road

As far as I can see

So let the walls come down in this sleepy old town

We’re running out of rules to break

It’s a wicked old time when the stars collide

Heaven’s gonna have to wait

So come what may, tomorrow we’ll pay

In the cold Sunday morning light

But that’s a long, long way from the sins of Saturday night

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