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This old world's just got to change |
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It just can't stay the way it's been |
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And all the ways of war |
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Won't change it in the end |
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So I've been searching for the dolphin in the sea |
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And sometimes I wonder, do you ever think of me? |
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Now sometimes I'm just sitting around |
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Thinking about Saturday's child |
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And all about the time |
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We were running wild |
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And I keep searching for the dolphin in the sea |
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And sometimes I wonder, do you ever think of me? |
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Now I'm not the one to tell this world |
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Just how to get along |
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I only know that peace will come |
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When all hate is gone |
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So I've been searching for the dolphin in the sea |
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And sometimes I wonder, do you ever think of me? |
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This old world feels happy |
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This old world feels fine |
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Lord, this old world feels mellow |
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Let me fill your cup with wine |
