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Let's take a little trip down where we used to go |
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It's way beyond the strip, a place they call your soul |
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We'll sit down for a while and let the evening roll |
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Don't worry about the time, we'll find a place to stay |
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The people 'round here seem familiar in some way |
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Look kind of like we did before we got so cold |
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And in the air the questions hang |
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Will we get to do something? |
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Who we gonna end up being? |
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How we gonna end up feeling? |
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What you gonna spend your free life on? |
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Free life |
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Let's fall in love again with music as our guide |
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We'll raise our ready hands and let go for the ride |
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Down into unknown lands where lovers meet and hide |
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We got these lives for free, we don't know where they've been |
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We don't know where they'll go when we are through with them |
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The starlight of the sun, the dark side of the moon |
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And in the air the questions hang |
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Will we get to do something? |
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Who we gonna end up being? |
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How we gonna end up feeling? |
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What you gonna spend your free life on? |
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Free life, free life, free life |
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It seems so long ago, those empty afternoons |
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With nowhere much to go and nothing much to do |
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But sit up in my room and let the world unfold |
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And in the air the questions hang |
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Will we get to do something? |
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Who we gonna end up being? |
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How we gonna end up feeling? |
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What you gonna spend your free life on? |
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In the air the questions hang |
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Will we get to do some, do something? |
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End up being |
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How we gonna end up feeling? |
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What you gonna spend your free life on? |
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Free life, free life, free life, free life |
