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Float down the |
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Avenue Float on eight miles high |
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Space cadets gonna fly on down that |
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Red ribboned sky |
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Singing oh, singing oh |
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Where do we belong |
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Where did we go wrong |
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Golden dreams in |
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Silver spoons |
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Give us anything our hearts desire |
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Plastic suns |
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I see paper moons |
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Well I guess |
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I must be on fire |
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Singing oh, singing oh |
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Where do we belong |
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Where did we go wrong |
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Bright is the |
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A.M. light gonna shine |
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So crystal clear |
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A vision so suddenly |
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Then softly disappeared |
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Singing oh, singing oh |
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Where do we belong |
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Where did we go wrong |
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Float on those space cadets |
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Ya gotta face those space cadets |
