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Yeah, yah |
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Whoo... |
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High, |
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higher than the sun |
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You shoot me from a gun |
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I need you to elevate me here |
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At the corner of your lips |
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As the orbit of your hips |
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Eclipse, you elevate my soul |
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I've |
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got no self-control |
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Been living like a mole |
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Now going down, excavation |
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I and I in the sky |
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You make me feel like I can fly |
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So high, elevation |
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A star lit up like a cigar |
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Strung out like a guitar |
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Maybe you can educate my mind |
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Explain all these controls |
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Can't sing but I've got soul |
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The goal is elevation |
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A mole, digging in a hole |
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Digging up my soul |
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Now going down, excavation |
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I and I in the sky |
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You make me feel like I can fly |
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So high, elevation |
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Whoo... |
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Love, lift me out of these blues |
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Won't you tell me something true? |
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I believe in you |
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A mole, digging in a hole |
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Digging up my soul |
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Now going down, excavation |
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I and I in the sky |
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You make me feel like I can fly |
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So high, elevation |
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Elevation... |
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Whoo... |
