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By the light of the moon above 
So take me back, back to love

Ever since you took me to the big city
Looking for the start
Living in the fast
Full moon Friday night after the game
Stars must have all lined up early that day
I just turned seventeen, she had me by a month
We were young, we
a cool breeze

Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
Not a gray cloud floatin' in sight
Big full moon shinin' up above
Cuddle up honey, be my love
a cool breeze

Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
Not a gray cloud floatin' in sight
Big full moon shinin' up above
Cuddle up honey, be my love
birdies by the pack 
Everywhere we go, we go to the back
Backyard bars servin' jars full of batch
Back under the moon with the tailgate back 
In
a cool breeze

Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
Not a gray cloud floatin' in sight
Big full moon shinin' up above
Cuddle up honey, be my love
breeze

Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
Not a gray cloud floatin' in sight
Big full moon shinin' up above
Cuddle up honey, be my love
Sweetest
come
To ride the storm, and damn the rest, oblivion

Royalty and dignitaries, brandy and cigars
Related giant of the skies, you hold them in your arms
breeze

Flyin' with my baby last Saturday night
Not a gray cloud floatin' in sight
Big full moon shinin' up above
Cuddle up honey, be my love
Sweetest
and the Civil War
We'd all meet up at the swimming hole
With marshmallow sticks and our homemade fishing poles
And the stars would guide us home, oh, those
my baby last Saturday night
Wasn't a gray cloud floating in sight 
Big, full moon, shining up above
Cuddle up, honey, be my love 

Sweetest little
a sit-down
Forget the studio and the mixdown
It's time to set it, you talkin loud without the credit
You clean like a radio edit
You couldn't tell that
Hey warm cider, barn full of spiders
Orange moon, starry night, particle exciters
In a pageant rivaled only by the origin of fire
Now add
a dying sun
Add it to the Saturn moons, Pythagoras find a sum
(Living by the sword, my strict diet is by the gun
Claiming they not pussy but wet
as glock shots
Bass like an M-80 in your face, cops stop, give us citation
We pause for radio station identification
Wake up wake up wake up!

When I
as glock shots
Bass like an M-80 in your face, cops stop, give us citation
We pause for radio station identification
Wake up wake up wake up!

When I
pops his trunk
Snare pops loud as glock shots
Bass like an M-80 in your face, cops stop, give us citation
We pause for radio station identification
the block
One stopped, parks pops his trunk
Snare pops loud as glock shots
Bass like an M-80 in your face, cops stop, give us citation
We pause for radio
we were in love STATIC ON CHANNEL 4 
Moon and stars above us shine
Everybody knows you're mine
Static on the channel 4
Television radio, hold me

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