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Nebraska
You’re stressing me out, I gotta hit the deck
If I could change your mind I’d be a little less frantic
You better let me go, don’t try and try again
We might as well be strangers walking through the sunset
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I met a girl named Nebraska and I’m hoping she’s not comatose
People are scared to ask her if she likes to be alone
Nothing to say but she’s like a craze
They all flock to see the latest trend
But when they meet her she is stuck in a daze
‘Cause there’s nothing left to defend
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You’re too afraid, I’m not afraid
To hold up the lane, they’re coming through
I should’ve stayed but instead
I'm just scared of staying young
And scared of getting old
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Look at the way you're falling out
Of orbit daily, it’s a roundabout
I should’ve stayed
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I met a girl named Nebraska and she don’t know wack about love
She wears pink tutus and leather, they say she’s a gift from above
She’s out a-walking in the dark night
As a wolf comes a’creeping by
It licks Its lips and steps into the light
And there’s nothing left to deny
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Oh my lord, the heat’s rising
And I can’t afford this analyzing
So oh my my, my heart’s pounding
And I’m left out to dry
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I met a girl named Nebraska with her soul as black as the night
She puts on makeup to mask the fact she can put up a fight
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Scared of staying young and scared of getting old
Without you
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