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Catch a boat to England baby, |
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Maybe to Spain, |
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Wherever I have gone, |
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Wherever I've been and gone, |
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Wherever I have gone, |
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The blues run the game. |
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Send out for whisky baby, |
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Send out for gin, |
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Me and room service honey, |
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Me and room service mama, |
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Me and room service, well, |
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We're living a life of sin. |
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When I ain't drinking baby, |
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You are on my mind, |
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When I ain't sleeping honey, |
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When I ain't sleeping mama, |
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When I ain't sleeping, well, |
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You know you'll find me crying. |
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Catch a boat to England baby, |
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Maybe to Spain, |
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Wherever I have gone, |
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Wherever I've been and gone, |
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Wherever I have gone, |
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The blues run the game. |
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Living is a gamble baby, |
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Loving's much the same, |
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Wherever I have played, |
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Wherever I throw those dice, |
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Wherever I have played, |
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The blues they run the game. |
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Maybe when I'm older baby, |
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Somewhere down the line, |
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I'll wake up older, |
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So much older mama, |
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I'll wake up older, |
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And I'll just stop all my trying. |
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So catch a boat to England baby, |
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Maybe to Spain, |
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Wherever I have gone, |
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Wherever I've been and gone, |
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Wherever I have gone, |
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The blues are all the same. |
