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Ocean of stars, why've i gone so far? |
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i miss my home |
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i hear those engines drone |
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the runway is set |
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let's move this ****ing jet, i have to go |
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despite all the sleet and snow |
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just a late night host leaving dallas |
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with a portrait done in velvet |
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just a three night run at the palace |
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and i've never in my life felt so alone |
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i worked for the show |
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stars would come and go |
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i worked the lights, |
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i even swept some nights |
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but now i'm the host that's worthy of a toast |
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don't you agree my little honeybee |
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just a late night king leaving dallas |
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with a portrait done in velvet |
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just a three night run at the palace |
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i'll be at 17th and broadway by tonight |
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so far away from all these wonders |
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even as the roulette spins |
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i just courted seventeen miles |
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came upon all winds bend |
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even in dreams of light |
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i can still hear her call through the tall grass and weeds |
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and i know i'll never be the same on this road to calvary |
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just a late night host leaving dallas |
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with a portrait done in velvet |
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just a three night run at the palace |
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and i never in my life felt so alone |
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and i never in my life felt so alone |