| «Look out the left,» the captain said
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| «The lights down there, that’s where we’ll land»
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| Saw a falling star burning
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| High above the Las Vegas sand
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| It wasn’t the one that you gave to me
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| That night down south between the trailers
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| Not the early one that you wish upon
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| Not the northern one that guides in the sailors
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| Starbright, starbright
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| You’ve got the lovin' that I like
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| Turn this crazy bird around
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| Should not have got on this flight tonight
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| Should not have got on this flight tonight
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| You’ve got that touch so gentle and sweet
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| But you’ve got that look so critical
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| Can’t talk to you, babe, you know I get so weak
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| Sometimes I think that love is just mythical
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| Up there’s a heaven, down there’s a town
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| Blackness everywhere any little lights shine
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| Blackness, blackness draggin' me down
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| Come on light a candle in this heart of mine
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| Starbright, starbright
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| You’ve got the lovin' that I like
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| Turn this crazy bird around
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| Should not have got on this flight tonight
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| Should not have got on this flight tonight
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| I’m drinkin' sweet champagne, got the headphones up high
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| Can’t numb you, can’t drum you out of my mind
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| Hope you got your heat turned on, baby
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| Hope it’s better when we meet again
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| Starbright, starbright
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| You’ve got the lovin' that I like
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| Turn this crazy bird around
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| Should not have got on this flight tonight
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| Should not have got on this flight tonight
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| Should not have got on this flight tonight
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| Should not have got on this flight tonight |