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Time is driftin', this rock has got to roll, |
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So I hit the road and made my getaway. |
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Restless feeling, |
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I really gotta hold, |
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I started searching for a better way. |
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Chorus: And |
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I kept on looking for a sign in the middle of the night, |
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But I couldn't see the light, no |
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I couldn't see the light. |
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I kept on lookin' for a way to take me through the night, |
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But I couldn't get it right, no |
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I couldn't get it right. |
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LA fever, made me feel alright, |
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But I must admit it got the best of me. |
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Gettin' down, so deep |
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I nearly drowned, |
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I can't get back to where |
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I used to be. |
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Chorus New |
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York City, took me with the tide, |
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I nearly died from hospitality, |
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Left me stranded, and took away my pride, |
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Just another know it all fatality. |
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Chorus (Repeat to fade) |
