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Once or twice I made a mistake |
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Had no choice, my hand are a slow ride |
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Tie me up, and take me away to a place where I could be with you |
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To a place where I could build with you |
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Once last chance, I'm getting away |
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Find romance with my bottle of Chardonnay |
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Take me out, we're moving away |
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To a place we've never been before |
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Yes a place where only we could explore |
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Oh! Could you come and be in my fantasy? |
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If only I could show you what I really see |
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Then you'd really know what you mean to me |
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We could go for a ride, I could go for a ride |
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Oh! Could you come and be in my fantasy? |
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If only I could show you what I really see |
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Then you'd really know what you mean to me |
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What you mean to me |
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Look at me now, look at me now |
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I've been sitting in the beach with no worry or no doubt |
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And been contemplating, trying to figure it all out |
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Need no doctor's aid, I don't need any attention |
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I try to think about the world, and how foul it seems |
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Start again from now |
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If you missed the first time, off the work line, build again |
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Don't rely on whether or not it's a Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday |
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Everyday is a weekday |
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When you take it all in, day at a time |
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Then you will find a real fantasy |
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Oh! Could you come and be in my fantasy? |
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If only I could show you what I really see |
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Then you'd really know what you mean to me |
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Do you believe in my world? |
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Do you believe in my world? |
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Could it be any better? |
