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Jimmy Buffett |
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Miscellaneous |
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Changes in Latitudes, Changes in Attitudes |
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1977 |
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I took off for a weekend last month |
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Just to try and recall the whole year |
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All of the faces and all of the places |
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Wonderin' where they all disappeared |
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I didn't ponder the question too long |
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I was hungry and went out for a bite |
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Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum |
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And we wound up drinkin all night |
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Chorus: |
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It's these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes |
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Nothing remains quite the same |
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With all of our running and all of our cunning |
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If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane |
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Reading departure signs in some big airport |
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Reminds me of the places I've been |
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Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure |
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Makes me want to go back again |
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If it suddenly ended tomorrow |
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I could somehow adjust to the fall |
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Good times and riches and son of a bitches |
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I've seen more than I can recall |
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Chorus: |
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These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes |
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Nothing remains quite the same |
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Through all of the islands and all of the highlands |
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If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane |
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I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine |
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I wish I could jump on a plane |
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So many nights I just dream of the ocean |
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God I wish I was sailin' again |
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Oh, yesterday's over my shoulder |
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So I can't look back for too long |
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There's just too much to see waiting in front of me |
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And I know that I just can't go wrong |
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Chorus: |
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With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes |
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Nothing remains quite the same |
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With all of my running and all of my cunning |
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If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane |
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If we couldn't laugh we just would go insane |
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If we weren't all crazy we would go insane |
