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Replacements Bastards Of Young The Best Of The Replacements

, meet me tonight If you will dare, I will dare Meet me anyplace or anywhere or anytime Now, I don't care, meet me tonight If you will dare, I will dare How young

{Go home This is the Minneapolis Police The party's over If you all just grab your stuff and leave There won't be any hassle The party's been closed The

I'll write you a letter tomorrow Tonight I can't hold a pen Someone's got a stamp that I can borrow I promise not to blow the address again Lights that

are the sons of no one Bastards of young We are the sons of no one Bastards of young The daughters and the sons Young, young, young Take it, it's yours

Why am I bored right outta my skull? Man, I'm dressin' sharp an' feelin' dull Lonely, I guess that's where I'm from If I was from Canada Then I'd best

You take the skyway, high above the busy little one-way In my stupid hat and gloves, at night I lie awake Wonderin' if I'll sleep Wonderin' if we'll meet

Try to breathe some life into a letter Losing hope, never be again My courage is at it's peak You know what I mean How do say you're, "Okay" to an answering

Well, a person can work up a mean, mean thirst After a hard day of nothin' much at all Summer's passed, it's too late to cut the grass There ain't much

I could live without so much I can die without a clue Sun keeps risin' in the west I keep on wakin' fully confused I've never seen no mountain Never