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Come sail your ships around me |
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And burn your bridges down |
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We make a little history, baby |
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Every time you call around |
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Come loose your dogs upon me |
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And let your hair hang down |
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You are a little mystery to me |
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Every time you call around |
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We talk about it all night long |
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We define our moral ground |
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When I crawl into your arms |
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Everything, it comes tumbling down |
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Come sail your ships around me |
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And burn your bridges down |
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We make a little history, baby |
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Every time you call around |
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Come loose your dogs upon me |
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And let your hair hang down |
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You are a little mystery to me |
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Every time you call around |
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Your face looks sad now |
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For you know the time is nigh |
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When I must remove your wings |
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And you, you must try to fly |
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Come sail your ships around me |
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And burn your bridges down |
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We make a little history, baby |
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Every time you call around |
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Come loose your dogs upon me |
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And let your hair hang down |
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You are a little mystery to me |
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Every time you call around |
