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Do you wanna meet me at that restaurant-slash-bar? The one that looks like it shouldn't be open anymore Do people go there? And if so, what do they get? Seven dollar margaritas that are bigger than your head Oh, meet me where the old neon glows Pictures of palm trees where no palm tree's ever grown Good, you decided not to get married anymore You'll fall in love again whenever you get bored So let's dance the foxtrot, yeah, just me and you Like it's the foodies and the pineapples don't move Oh, meet me where the old neon glows Pictures of palm trees where no palm tree's ever grown Oh, meet me where the old neon glows Pictures of palm trees where no palm tree's ever grown Should we get another? Well, I've got no place to be Why don't we day drunk and stay drunk On banana daiquiris? Tell everyone it's your birthday I'll fill my own in the fish tank Breathtaking view of the freeway I wanna stay From Letras Mania