Stopping Somewhere

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
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 We'll talk 'em into stopping somewhere
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 Talk 'em into stopping somewhere
 'Cause we don't want to go home
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 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
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 We'll talk 'em into stopping somewhere
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 We'll talk 'em into stopping somewhere
 'Cause we don't want to go home
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 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