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I've been thinking about the trouble |
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We've got troubles, that's not easy to hide |
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It's just a minor complication |
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In relation to the natural kind |
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I think it's time to get away from here, away from here |
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Leave all our troubles far behind |
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Move to the country where the coast is clear, the coast is clear |
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Someplace the sun will always shine |
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And, we'll be on our way, whoa |
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In your arms to stay, whoa |
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Leave it all behind, whoa |
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There's no need to second guess |
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When our love's put to the test we will find |
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It's just a minor complication |
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In relation to the natural kind |
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I think it's time to get away from here, away from here |
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Leave all our troubles far behind |
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Head to the country where the coast is clear, the coast is clear |
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Someplace the sun will always shine |
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And, we'll be on our way, whoa |
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In your arms to stay, whoa |
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Leave it all behind, whoa |
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And, we'll be on our way, whoa |
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In your arms to stay, whoa |
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And, we'll be on our way, whoa |
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Leave it all behind, whoa |
