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Fortunata woman, |
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you know I wanted to fly, |
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make it by myself alone. |
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Now I'm lookin' for a man |
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with a silver dollar shoeshine, |
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I gotta get a way back home. |
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Listen to me, woman, |
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now can't you hear me callin', |
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I've got a lot of love to do. |
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Don't you know I'm gonna cry some, |
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I know I'm gonna die some, |
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I gotta get back to you. |
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Chorus |
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Gotta get back, gotta get back, |
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gotta get, gotta get back to you. |
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Gotta get back, |
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gotta get back, |
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gotta get, |
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gotta get back to you. |
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Fortunata woman, |
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the monkey man's dead |
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and the junkie didn't get too far. |
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But I'm singin' my song, |
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'cuz I got my head, |
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and my bed, and my red guitar. |
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I'm a-rollin' down the highway, |
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now don't you get in my way, |
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Mister, I'm a comin' through. |
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Well, I know I'm gonna cry some, |
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you know I'm gonna die some, |
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I gotta get back to you. |
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Gotta get back, gotta get back, |
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gotta get, gotta get back to you. |
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Gotta get back, |
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gotta get back, |
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gotta get, |
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gotta get back to you. |
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Gotta get back, gotta get back, |
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gotta get, gotta get back to you. |
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Gotta get back, |
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gotta get back, |
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gotta get, |
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gotta get back to you. |
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(Repeat until fade out) |
