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The World Record - Stopping Somewhere lyrics

Artist: The World Record

album: Freeway Special


Driving with the windows down
With the heater on our feet
And the cold wind blowing our hair around
It's too late to be out
Thinking I can read your mind
Or maybe we are one
With the radio playing our favorite song
The one that goes na, na na, na na na na na
We'll talk 'em into stopping somewhere
Talk 'em into stopping somewhere
'Cause we don't want to go home
It's folly to rely on fate
We'll take it as it comes
And then when it comes we will procrastinate
And try to slow the rate
Ruthlessly the second hand
Makes another sweep
And another sweep makes certain to drive us mad
Nothing can hold it back
Unless we talk 'em into stopping somewhere
We'll talk 'em into stopping somewhere
We'll talk 'em into stopping somewhere
'Cause we don't want to go home

We get bits of conversation from the front two seats
We're huddled up together with the heater on our feet
We panic when we find we're driving down your street
And we rail against the inexorability
Can we talk 'em into stopping somewhere
Talk 'em into stopping, talk 'em into stopping somewhere
'Cause we don't, no, we don't want to go home

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