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My love has gone |
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His boots no longer by my door |
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He left at dawn and as I slept I felt him go |
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Hmm, hmm |
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New York, New York, temperature's droppin' |
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The band's out shoppin', not stoppin' till ears pop |
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Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops |
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And it never stops |
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I'm waitin' to do an interview, so much to tell you |
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Today I feel close enough to smell you |
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Additional dates they were plannin' just fell through |
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Florida's out |
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We fly September 22 to Heathrow |
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But there's not really long to go |
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Tonight will be a brilliant show |
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Lettin' you know I miss you |
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More than four hits the floor at a party |
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Send my love to everybody |
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Please, send my love to everybody |
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Send my love to everybody |
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Honey, I'm writin' from D.C., feelin' queasy |
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Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy |
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The TM recommends an antigen |
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One of them could resist again |
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I miss you like a lock in the door |
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What's more, I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cause half the crew snored |
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Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great |
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But there's fifteen of us in a bus state to state |
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So I stay up late with a tape or meditate |
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My bed is travellin' at fifty-five M.P.H. |
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When we make it to L.A., I'll still be miles away |
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It's not my best day, I'm a get some rest, God bless |
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My love has gone |
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Wo, wo |
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My love has gone |
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Wo, wo |
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We just stopped at a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines |
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I'm fine, sunshine, the bus driver's |
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Reclinin' by the grass as the trucks pass |
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Gleamin' with the flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen |
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As for us, there's too much to relate |
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We've done five gigs yet we're only in our third state |
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America's big, you'd love how they pile up your plate |
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Only place in the world even I can gain weight |
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Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware |
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Open air, there's a rumor Melle Mel'll be there |
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Anyway, all my love, God bless, I'm yawning |
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I really miss watching you get dressed in the morning |
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My love has gone |
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Wo, wo |
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My love has gone |
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Wo, wo |
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My love has gone |
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No earthly ships will ever bring |
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Him home |
