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Nineteen Sixty Nine

Yeah, nothing is free
Yeah, get up off your ass
You gonna see
Yeah, nothing is free
Every light is turning off ya
Like it's nineteen sixty nine

Woo

I could fly or be your superman
That's true
I could pay your bills tenfold
When they're due
And I could cradle any moment
That you need, oo
I'm so complicated
Ah, so complicated

Now, Luna's in love and she's crying at me, that's true
And we're gonna get married in the desert, bitch move
Don't go prying on the land of the red, white, blue
That's so complicated
Ah, so complicated

Yeah, nothing is free
Yeah, get up off your ass
You gonna see, see, see, see
Yeah, nothing is free
Every light is turning on ya
Like it's nineteen sixty nine

Nothing is free
Yeah, get up off your ass
You gonna see, see, see, see
Yeah, nothing is free
Every light is turning on ya
Like it's nineteen sixty nine



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Writer(s): Trevor Martell
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