I woke up from a heavy sleep
A deep, deep dream
Rolled out of bed
And onto the floor
Threw on some kicks, grabbed my keys
And I was out the door
I found my car
Two blocks from where I thought it was
Got in, punched the gas
Just because
The wind blowing through my hair
There's nothing like fresh air
To calm you down
And turn that frown right side round
You gotta get, get, get, get going
Before you just can't go anymore
You gotta get, get, get, get going
Grab your keys, you're out the door
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