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Tell me Doctor, where are we going this time? Is this the fifties? Or Nineteen ninety-nine? All I wanted to do was to play my guitar and sing So take me away, I don't mind You just better promise me I'll be back in time I gotta be back in time Don't judge your future on a roll of the dice Better remember: lighting never strikes twice Please don’t drive eighty-eight, don’t wanna be late again So take me away, I don't mind You just better promise me I'll be back in time I gotta be back in time I gotta be back in time I gotta be back in time I gotta be back in time I gotta be back in time be back in time (Get back, Marty...) I gotta be back in time I gotta be back in time be back in time From Letras Mania