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Album: Miscellaneous (2008) Artists: FALL OUT BOY 7 Minutes In Heaven A Light On In Chicago a little less sixteen candels a little more touch me Calm before the Storm Champagne For My Real Friends, Real Pain For My Sham Friends Dance, Dance Dead on Arrival Get buisy living or get buisy dying Get buisy living or get buisy dying (do your part to save the scene and stop going to shows) Get Busy Living or Get Busy Dying Growing Up Homesick at Space Camp I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy and All I Got Was This Stupid SOng Written Aboout Me I'm Like A Lawyer (Me And You) Moving Pictures Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner Of All The Gin Joints In The World Saturday Sophmore Slump or Comeback Of the Year sugar were going down Sugar, We're Goin' Down Sugar, We're Goin' Down Switchblades and Infidelity Tell Him He Just Made My List Of Things To Do Today This Ain This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race XO Yule Shoot Your Eye Out

Song: Saturday Artists: FALL OUT BOY Favorite: Add Remove FALL OUT BOY Miscellaneous Saturday I’m good to go And I’m going nowhere fast It could be worse It could be talking you there with me I’m good to go But it looks like I’m still on my own I’m good to go For something golden Though the motions I’ve been going through have failed And I’m closing on potential towards the wall At a 100 miles an hour When I say Two more weeks My foot is in the door (yeah) I can’t sleep In the wake of Saturday (Saturday) Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Pete and I attacked And lost the story Oh we promised them decisions The mass of youthful innocence And I read about the afterlife But I never really lived more than an hour (more than an hour) When I say Two more weeks My foot is in the door (yeah) I can’t sleep In the wake of Saturday (Saturday) Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday When these open doors were open-ended And I read about the afterlife But I never really lived And I read about the afterlife But I never really lived Two more weeks My foot is in the door Me and Pete In the wake of Saturday Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday Saturday

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