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It's a slow builder |
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And the night is your special friend |
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Midday fever gonna get to you in the end |
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Someone's waiting on a windswept hill |
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Old man William greets the day |
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With a song |
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It's a slow builder |
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Got your wheels spinning 'round the world |
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On a cliff by the river |
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Just the thought makes your insides turn |
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Knocks you out and here we go again |
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Eighteen wheels on the road |
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To somewhere |
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Will day come along |
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Will day come along |
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Will day come along |
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Will day come that changes everything |
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Everything |
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It's a slow builder |
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And it's rising inside you still |
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All things seem clearer |
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You can say whatever you will |
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Got to admit it was a special place |
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Now, you hated it |
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When you were there |
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But now you will love it forever |
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Will day come along |
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Will day come that changes everything |
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Is that your wheels spinning still? |
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Is that your wheels squeeking still? |
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Is that your wheels grinding to a hault now? |
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You're gonna need someone now |
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You're gonna need someone now |
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You just know |
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You're gonna need someone now |
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Etc. |
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When she's knocking |
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On your window |
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And you know that it's time to go back |
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Etc. |
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You're gonna need someone now |
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Etc. |
