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Rapporter et oversættelsesproblem
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But I'll bet you want to
Everything will be alright if
We just keep dancing like we're 22, 22
It seems like one of those nights
This place is too crowded
Too many cool kids
(Who's Taylor Swift anyway? Ew) Ah-ah, ah-ah
It seems like one of those nights
We ditch the whole scene
And end up dreamin' instead of sleeping, yeah
We're happy, free, confused and lonely in the best way
It's miserable and magical, oh yeah
Tonight's the night when we forget about the heartbreaks
It's time, oh-oh
I don't know about you
But I'm feeling 22
Reaper, out of Carolina, just sold Walmart peppers