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I'm just lookin' to see what i'm missing, |
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You startin' the riot, |
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Ten green bottles fly down from the hillside, |
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You're too young to stay quiet. |
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Find a seat on your own train, |
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I wanna share it only with you, |
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Sail on for my sweet dreamer, |
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I'll never take it away from you. |
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Yeah we stand with our hands in the air, |
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And we're feelin' so good cos we care, |
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And we're freakin' about in the bush, |
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Feelin' good feelin' high its a rush, |
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Count me in because i don't wanna work, |
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In no place in the whole universe. |
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I'm just lookin' to see what i'm missing, |
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You started the riot, |
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Pretty soon i'll be blowin' to match you, |
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Its too dull and too quiet. |
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I bet you talk about freedom, |
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And then throw it to the sea, |
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You better smile on for my sweet dreamer, |
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You'll never take it away from me. |
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Cos we stand with our hands in the air, |
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And we're feelin' so good cos we care, |
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And we're freakin' about in the bush, |
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Feelin' good feelin' high its a rush, |
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I'm in because i don't wanna work, |
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In no place in the whole universe. |
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Just lookin' i bet you talk about freedom, |
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And then throw it to the sea, |
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You better smile on for my sweet dreamer, |
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You'll never take it away from me. |
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Just lookin' |
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Just lookin' |
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Just lookin' |
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Just lookin' |
