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Wake up, Mary, the sky is falling

Everybody’s looking down

Wake up, Mary, the future’s calling

It’s got a brand new sound

Hallelujah, hocus pocus

A little something in between

Leadbelly, Don Henley

Tom Petty and Queen

And it’s all on the way home

And the way home is not too far

And it’s all on the way home

Won’t you get into my car

Short skirt, long jacket

Going the distance with me

Squeeze me baby, like a lemon

Till the juice runs down my leg

I can’t take it too much longer

Watching you walking away

It’s not that you’re leaving, you’re not leaving

You’re just playing with me

And it’s all on the way home

And the way home is not too far

And it’s all on the way home

Won’t you get into my car

And it’s all on the way home

And the way home is not too far

Won’t you get into my, get into my car

Young, dumb, full of some

Animal instinct I guess

You’re so pretty, you’re so pretty

Get the hell out of that dress

And get stoned, real stoned

Bring your body to bed

Let me give a whole new meaning

To getting inside your head

And it’s all on the way home

And the way home is not too far

And it’s all on the way home

Won’t you get into my, get into my, get into my car

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