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Sun shine heavy like it hasn't rained for years |
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Wrapped in cotton, for a little protection here |
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The lines you've drawn under your sleeve |
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They keep you far away from me |
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But I'll take you someplace cool |
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If you don't want to talk about it |
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Well, that's alright with me |
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If you don't want to talk about it |
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That's alright with me |
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Hey Goodlookin' |
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We're a lot of miles from home |
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And ten years older than it felt an hour ago |
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This can wait another day |
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Everybody wants to talk and talk and talk |
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But there's nothing left to say |
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If you don't want to talk about it |
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Well, that's alright with me |
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If you don't want to be without it |
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Well, that's alright with me |
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Hey Goodlookin' |
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We're 'lot of miles from home |
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That's alright with me |
