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Started in a timeless tradition |
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Still marking time |
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The wildest ambitions |
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Were just false alarms |
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In this mindless condition |
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I started to smile |
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But in time I was wishing |
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For nothing so wild |
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You gave me white wine and fried chicken |
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A new place to stay |
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Where my heart has permission |
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To sing all the day |
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And your smile is resistant |
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But starting to sway |
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Where the wild water's swimming |
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And leading us astray |
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We dream ourselves into a new position |
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And waste all the day |
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With our blues in remission |
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We'll keep them at bay |
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And in time's row permission |
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The clock fades away |
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I can hear its heart ticking |
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With nothing to say |
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You gave me white wine and fried chicken |
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A new place to stay |
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Where my heart has permission |
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To sing all the day |
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And your smile is resistant |
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But starting to sway |
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Where the wild water swimming |
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It leads us astray |
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Ah, la la, la la |
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Ah, la la, la la |
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Ah, la la, la la la |
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[x3] |
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Ah, la la, la la |
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Ah, la la, la la la |
