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I wish I lived in graceland |
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but I only had one day |
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a postcard from the main land |
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is all I have today |
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forty thousand million |
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and a rolls royce engine |
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couldn't take me anywhere |
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yes I tried with aspirin |
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and a nice calm weekend |
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but my heart has left me here |
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I wish I had that skin tan |
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that you are born into |
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they'd see me as a warm man |
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just like they're seeing you |
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forty thousand million... |
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I drown in my drool |
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over all the goodies that they get |
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I drown in a pool |
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in a pool of my own sweat |
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forty thousand million... |
