LinkThe light glows white on the snow tonight
A Lincoln summer's night for me
A kingdom made of cut-off sweats
And Capital One Bowl tees
Couldn't keep it in, can't wring my hands
Not to be myself, no "f#*k the fans"
Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know
Well now they knowwwwww
Let it Bo, Let it Bo
Gonna love my nine and four
Let it Bo, let it Bo
Bring my cat right through that dooooor
I don't care what they're going to saaaaay
Let the corn rage ooonnnnnnnn
At least I don't coach in Piscataway
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