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Porch boards cold under your shoes Keys in your pocket, thumb on the screen One last look at the hallway Then we’re gone Zip up your jacket, leave the porch light on (Car keys on the shelf) and the TV’s still warm We slip out quiet through the side-yard gate (Not a word, not one) we already know the way Food truck smoke by the hardware lot (You’ve got that look) like you found the one spot Meter’s done, but we keep walking on (Tonight, tonight) like the whole town’s turned the wrong lights off Take my sleeve Feel the pull One more block And the leash comes loose Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Let the backseat roll and the bench seat creak We cross that bridge where the traffic thins And the whole night bends when you step in Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Till the grocery store sign goes milky white No map, no plan, just your laugh in the wind And the curbside hush we disappear in Late-shift diner, chipped blue mug (Watch the door) you stir the sugar, barely look up Everybody here got a day gone wrong (Yeah, they do) but your face stays clear all along Grease on the window, neon from the pharmacy (Calm down) bouncing off the dash and the concrete You crack up fast at a joke I drop (Once more, once more) and the whole bad week just stops Take my sleeve Feel the pull One more block And the leash comes loose Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Let the backseat roll and the bench seat creak We cross that bridge where the traffic thins And the whole night bends when you step in Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Till the grocery store sign goes milky white No map, no plan, just your laugh in the wind And the curbside hush we disappear in Hey, hey Let the clock go soft Hey, hey We can miss our stop Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Let the backseat roll and the bench seat creak We cross that bridge where the traffic thins And the whole night bends when you step in Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Till the grocery store sign goes milky white No map, no plan, just your laugh in the wind And the curbside hush we disappear in
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[Интро] Porch boards cold under your shoes Keys in your pocket, thumb on the screen One last look at the hallway Then we’re gone [Куплет 1] Zip up your jacket, leave the porch light on (Car keys on the shelf) and the TV’s still warm We slip out quiet through the side-yard gate (Not a word, not one) we already know the way Food truck smoke by the hardware lot (You’ve got that look) like you found the one spot Meter’s done, but we keep walking on (Tonight, tonight) like the whole town’s turned the wrong lights off [Предприпев] Take my sleeve Feel the pull One more block And the leash comes loose [Припев] Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Let the backseat roll and the bench seat creak We cross that bridge where the traffic thins And the whole night bends when you step in Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Till the grocery store sign goes milky white No map, no plan, just your laugh in the wind And the curbside hush we disappear in [Куплет 2] Late-shift diner, chipped blue mug (Watch the door) you stir the sugar, barely look up Everybody here got a day gone wrong (Yeah, they do) but your face stays clear all along Grease on the window, neon from the pharmacy (Calm down) bouncing off the dash and the concrete You crack up fast at a joke I drop (Once more, once more) and the whole bad week just stops [Предприпев] Take my sleeve Feel the pull One more block And the leash comes loose [Припев] Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Let the backseat roll and the bench seat creak We cross that bridge where the traffic thins And the whole night bends when you step in Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Till the grocery store sign goes milky white No map, no plan, just your laugh in the wind And the curbside hush we disappear in [Бридж] [Breakdown] Hey, hey Let the clock go soft Hey, hey We can miss our stop [Music] [Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music][Music] [Припев] Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Let the backseat roll and the bench seat creak We cross that bridge where the traffic thins And the whole night bends when you step in Keep it moving, don’t make a scene Till the grocery store sign goes milky white No map, no plan, just your laugh in the wind And the curbside hush we disappear in
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