| Oh lucky day, lucky day, lucky day
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| She finally walked my way
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| You know she sauntered up to me
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| Kissed me on the lips today
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| Oh hazel eyes, hazel eyes
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| When you look at me
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| Oh hazel eyes, hazel eyes
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| You know you make me feel like a king
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| I wanna see what you’ve seen
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| I wanna be who you’ve been
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| I wanna go where you go
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| 'Cause that’s alright
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| Oh my name is horizontal
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| I live in hidalgos hair
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| If I receive any love letters from Galveston
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| Won’t you please send them there
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| There will be a thousand guitars
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| No one’s gonna complain about the noise up there
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| For it’s the love that we make
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| The love that we take
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| And the love that we make
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| And the love that we take
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| Oh my name is horizontal
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| I live in hidalgos hair
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| If I receive any love letters from Galveston
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| Won’t you please send them there
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| Oh my name is horizontal
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| I live in hidalgos hair
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| If I receive any love letters from Galveston
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| Won’t you please send them there
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| And that’s alright
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| And that’s alright
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| And that’s alright
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| And that’s alright |