| I have been on every type of aeroplane that’s touched the sky
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| I’ve seen the world a million times before
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| I’ve taken trips on a whim, went to paradise and back again
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| Had everything a man could ask for
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| I’ve been to Italy, drinking wine alone
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| I’ve even seen the view from the Great China Wall
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| But these experiences, they all seem dull
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| 'Cause there’s something missing in every place that I go
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| How the hell was I supposed to know
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| That when they said there ain’t no place like home
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| They meant you, babe
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| And rain on in my own bed
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| If you ain’t there, it still feels wrong
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| Found out the hard way
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| Even if we’re in a hotel room
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| I know the truth
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| They say ain’t no place like home
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| But really, there’s no place like you
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| Built a house brick by brick
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| Put all of the nicest furniture inside of it
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| Walk on model floors
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| Walk through custom doors
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| Feng shui like a sensei
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| I must admit
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| The kind of design you would only find in Rome
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| With the welcome at your front door
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| You would think it’s the house of my dreams
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| But what good is building a castle if you have no queen?
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| How the hell was I supposed to know
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| That when they said there ain’t no place like home
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| They meant you, babe
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| And rain on in my own bed
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| If you ain’t there, it still feels wrong
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| Found out the hard way
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| Even if we’re in a hotel room
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| I know the truth
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| They say ain’t no place like home
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| But really, there’s no place like you
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| You don’t know how important you are to me, babe
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| A million-dollar mansion, two grin per square
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| Still ready to meet, if you are my queen
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| How the hell was I supposed to know
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| That when they said there ain’t no place like home
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| They meant you, babe
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| And rain on in my own bed
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| If you ain’t there, it still feels wrong
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| Found out the hard way
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| Even if we’re in a hotel room
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| I know the truth
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| They say ain’t no place like home
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| But really, there’s no place like you |