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Road trip out to the coast it'd been a long while and I hadn't seen you.           So why not plot a course out westward and get away a couple days. I was over being over it all And you were sick of your ****** boyfriend. So we packed and got in your new car and spent the next few days in Portland. Well, life's a fuckin' drag when all you've got are loan debts and frustration           At least there's bad jokes and good scenery and long drives on I-90 West.      I wanna drive that road with you again      I wanna drive that road with you again      I wanna drive that road with you again           I wanna drive that road with you. We spent a day beneath a Bridgetown sky, walked through the city with Jen and Erin, got drunk on Pabsts for a dollar-fifty each at the Star Bar, 'cuz we were talkin' about how folks are mostly lame but can be cool if they get half a chance to.           About our stupid, funny habits-- it was the greatest day of my year. We were over being over it all; sorta tired of feeling kinda jaded. Then the sun set over Oregon and you and me and Jen and Erin. We hopped on a city bus and you were kinda drunk and acting pretty crazy. As my stomach kicked from laughing hard, I remember I just kept thinking                                                  that      I wanna ride this bus with you all night      I wanna ride this bus with you all night      I wanna ride this bus with you all night           I wanna ride this bus with you.
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 7:38 PM UTC
The Greatest Day of My Year
Road trip out to the coast it'd been a long while and I hadn't seen you.           So why not plot a course out westward and get away a couple days. I was over being over it all And you were sick of your ****** boyfriend. So we packed and got in your new car and spent the next few days in Portland. Well, life's a fuckin' drag when all you've got are loan debts and frustration           At least there's bad jokes and good scenery and long drives on I-90 West.      I wanna drive that road with you again      I wanna drive that road with you again      I wanna drive that road with you again           I wanna drive that road with you. We spent a day beneath a Bridgetown sky, walked through the city with Jen and Erin, got drunk on Pabsts for a dollar-fifty each at the Star Bar, 'cuz we were talkin' about how folks are mostly lame but can be cool if they get half a chance to.           About our stupid, funny habits-- it was the greatest day of my year. We were over being over it all; sorta tired of feeling kinda jaded. Then the sun set over Oregon and you and me and Jen and Erin. We hopped on a city bus and you were kinda drunk and acting pretty crazy. As my stomach kicked from laughing hard, I remember I just kept thinking                                                  that      I wanna ride this bus with you all night      I wanna ride this bus with you all night      I wanna ride this bus with you all night           I wanna ride this bus with you.
kyle-kulseth
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 7:38 PM UTC
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