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Sitting under the palm trees in the shade
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busking out to make a little money
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we don't care if we ain't getting paid
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it's all about our little journey
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In our shoes are many little holes
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in my pockets only a little money
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but we'll take each day as it falls
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we're gonna take another story
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And everywhere we go
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people always know
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Here I come, here we go,
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playing music on the way to Bombay
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a perfect song, a perfect soul,
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it's a perfect monday.
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Feel awake feel the wind in our face
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I'm sure my heart is in the right place
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o-oh, o-o-oh
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Making up a drum beat on the shore
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the little kids are singing to the rhythm
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so we'll keep on singing encores
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and all we ever need we're given
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And everywhere we go
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people always know
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Here I come, here we go,
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playing music on the way to Bombay
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a perfect song, a perfect soul,
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it's a perfect monday.
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Feel awake feel the wind in our face
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I'm sure my heart is in the right place
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o-oh, o-o-oh
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We can't tell you what it feels like,
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clap your hands and you'll feel alright
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good times my bro by my side
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having fun and enjoying our life
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we are one family
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we have everything we need to be happy
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so clap your hands and sing along
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'cause for you yeah for you is this song
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Here I come, here we go,
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playing music on the way to Bombay
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a perfect song, a perfect soul,
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it's a perfect monday.
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Feel awake feel the wind in our face
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I'm sure my heart is in the right place
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o-oh, o-o-oh
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Here I come, here we go,
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playing music on the way to Bombay
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a perfect song, a perfect soul,
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it's a perfect monday.
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Feel awake feel the wind in our face
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I'm sure my heart is in the right place
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o-oh, o-o-oh |
