Back Up Plan
Rare Americans
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Looks like we got a mystery on our hands
It takes one to know one, homie, jump in a van
I got your tail, pal, I know you got mine
I share my snacks with you anytime
We don’t have a back-up plan
We’re all in this, no turnin' back
We don’t have a back-up plan
But I know that I can count on you in the end
Ayo, ayo
When I’m scared stiff, when I see the jaws of defeat
You say, no throwin' in the towel, man, get back on your feat
In a world full of worries, in a world full of villains
It’s you and me chillin', bumpin' Queen and Bob Dylan
We don’t have a back-up plan
We’re all in this, no turnin' back
We don’t have a back-up plan
But I know that I can count on you in the end
Never once wondered, Scoob, where are you, man?
Feel like we know each other like the back of our hands
When I see ghosts, when I get spooked
I feel okay lookin' over at you
When I see ghosts, when I get spooked
I feel okay lookin' over at you, at you
We don’t have a back-up plan
We’re all in this, no turnin' back
We don’t have a back-up plan
But I know that I can count on you in the end
Ayo, ayo
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