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I'm just lookin' to see what I'm missing |
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You startin' the riot |
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Ten green bottles have flown off the hillside |
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You're too young to stay quiet |
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Find a seat on your own train |
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I wanna share it only with you |
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Gotta sail on for my sweet dreamer |
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I'll never take it away from you |
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And we stand with our hands in the air |
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And you're feelin' so good cos we care |
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And you're freakin' about in the bush |
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Feelin' good, feelin' high, it's a rush |
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Count me in because I don't wanna work |
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In no place in the whole universe |
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I'm just lookin' to see what I'm missing |
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You started the riot |
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Pretty soon I'll be blowin' to match you |
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It's too dull and too quiet |
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I bet you talk about freedom |
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But then throw it to the sea |
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You better smile on for my sweet dreamer |
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You'll never shake it away from me |
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And we stand with our hands in the air |
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And you're feelin' so good cos we care |
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And you're freakin' about in the bush |
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Feelin' good, feelin' high, it's a rush |
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I'm in because I don't wanna work |
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In no place in the whole universe |
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Just lookin' |
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Just lookin' |
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I bet you talk about freedom |
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And then throw it to the sea |
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Smile on for my master dreamer |
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You'll never shake it away from me |
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Just lookin' |
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Just lookin' |
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Just lookin' |
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Just lookin' |
