I like to rollerskate with the books on tape
and my headphones are like a big drone
and the parking lot looks like an open field
Oh the Field
This Dance...
and my headphones are like a big drone
and the parking lot looks like an open field
Oh the Field
This Dance...
Wilma Arrested
Her only thought was
Will the others find me here
I hope not
Counting out loud turns the wind into a math equation
I like to rollerskate with the books on tape
and my headphones are like a big drone
and the parking lot looks like an open field
Oh the Field
This Dance...
I like to rollerskate with the books on tape
and my headphones are like a big drone
and the parking lot looks like an open field
Oh the Field
This Dance...
Last dance doesn't have to be the last dance
doesn't have to be the last dance
doesn't have to be
Last dance doesn't have to be the last dance
doesn't have to be the last dance
doesn't have to be
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