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Going to california |
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Try and find my head |
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Gonna swim in the ocean until i'm dead |
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Let the infection spread |
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On my way to texas |
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Drive up on my ranch |
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Gonna take you fishin' up big branch |
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Well now you're my catch |
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Somewhere in between the wrong and right |
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We fight |
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It's fair to say that in your eyes i'm wrong |
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And in my mind, that's alright |
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Off in new york city |
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Good to see some friends |
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Scratched my nose upon a barrette on her head |
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Laid up in a rental bed |
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Then back home to seattle |
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Fed the monkey man |
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I proceed to throw up all over my hand |
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Well it ain't so bad |
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Somewhere in between the wrong and right |
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We fight |
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It's fair to say that in your eyes i'm wrong |
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And in my mind, that's alright |
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That's alright |
