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To Let |
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(Xavier Rudd) |
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The sun is peaking |
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The sun is peering across the bay |
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I am walking |
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Sucking stale air on this fine day |
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Lady squeaking |
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Lady she shuffles ten feet in front |
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Her pants are squeaking |
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Her pants are squeaking as she does |
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I'll sit him down |
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I'll sit him down |
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The sun is peering across the bay |
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I am walking |
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Sucking stale air on this fine day |
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I'll sit him down |
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I'll sit him down |
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Would you let me know |
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Would you let me go |
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Would you let me know |
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Would you let me go |
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Here don't fly away now |
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Would you let me know |
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Would you let me go |
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Would you let me know |
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Would you let me go |
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Here don't fly away now |
