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Fly away in the back of a second-hand shop |
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Draw the curtains and wake up in 1968 or 9 |
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Fly away on the wings of a getaway plane |
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Fly away on your own and let your mind bring forward |
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every little thing that you are |
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These shakes are prying me loose |
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Ain't got time to wake up, so many people to get hold of |
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I'm calling up this downbeat guy I'd like to be for an hour or two |
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Slick and curious in every sense of the word |
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Fits my style like a hand in a glove |
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And with just a flick of a well-hung wrist |
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I'm gonna move over and over again |
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Sometimes you just hijack somebody |
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Make 'em into your own, make 'em into your own |
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Fly away in the back of a second hand shop |
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Draw the curtains and wake up in 1978 or 9 |
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Fly away on the wings of a getaway plane |
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Fly away on your own and let your mind bring forward |
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every little thing that you are |
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These shakes are shaking me up |
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Ain't got no mind to stay, so many times I tried to control and let go, |
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Right wing politician, or a communist |
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Army fiend or a pacifist |
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Top notch broker, or a beggar man thief, |
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There's no end to the possibilities |
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You can steal for a leather collar, get fluffy in the face |
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Wear chains from your wallet and live out your indie ways |
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Nothing stops you from being anyone you want |
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But the city's gonna break ya if you don't wake up from where you belong |
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Fly away in the back of a second hand shop |
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Draw the curtains and wake up in 1988 or 9 |
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Fly away on the wings of a getaway plane |
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Fly away on your own and let your mind bring forward |
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every little thing that you are |
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every little thing that you are |