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She packed my bags last night, pre-flight |
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Zero hour, nine AM |
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And I'm gonna be high |
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As a kite by then |
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I miss the earth so much; I miss my wife |
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It's lonely out in space |
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On such a timeless flight |
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And I think it's gonna be a long, long time |
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Until touchdown brings me round again to find |
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I'm not the man they think I am at home, oh no no no |
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I'm a rocket man, rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone |
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(twice) |
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Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kid |
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In fact it's cold as hell |
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And there's no one there |
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To raise them if you did |
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And all this science I don't understand |
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It's just my job five days a week |
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A rocket man |
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A rocket man |
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(repeat chorus) |
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I think it's gonna be a long, long time (6 times) |
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Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! |
