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Sipping cherry cola, staring at the poster on the wall
What's the point of going out when you could just give me a call?
Sitting on your sofa, reminiscing over twenty-three
You touch yourself the way I used to, now that's just a memory

Weekend wonderful, fade-away youth
Summer symphony, what could I do?

We were getaway green
In a world of black and white
Getaway green
Like the Costa Mesa traffic lights
Keep on, keep on, keep on telling me I'm what you need
Like getaway green, getaway green

I know I'm not supposed to, color in the lines when it comes to you
Undefined and out of mind, 'til you get lost and lonely too
I guess I get the message, we don't have to stress this anymore
If it happens, then it happens, happy to have you at all

Weekend wonderful, fade-away youth
Summer symphony, what could I do?

We were getaway green
In a world of black and white
Getaway green
Like the Costa Mesa traffic lights
Keep on, keep on, keep on telling me I'm what you need
Like getaway green, getaway green

Do you want to know how the story ends?
Hazy and spun out, just more than friends
Weekend wonderful, a dizzy dream
A colorful lie, we made a hell of a team

We were getaway green
In a world of black and white
Getaway green
Like the Costa Mesa traffic lights
Keep on, keep on, keep on telling me I'm what you need
Like getaway green, getaway green

(Getaway green)
Like getaway, getaway green

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