| Goodbye planet earth — that’s all your worth
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| I got something to tell ya — right on
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| We were rolling across the country
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| When the driver broke down and he cried
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| He said, please boss, a little rest a while
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| Before, before your engine dies
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| We were hi-jacked, lumbered, dobo
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| Criss-crossed, cucumbered
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| We were keeping it together on speed
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| When a lady in red
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| Stuck a dollar note up my head
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| She said, boys, I got the snow that you need
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| I looked and followed the track
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| Right up to the pair of legs
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| We didn’t have any sinus' to freeze
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| Tenderfoot no longer
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| Lurchin' sky, mandela, I was searching
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| Planet earth just blew away in the breeze
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| Just keep your note on the tracks
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| Ain’t no use coming back
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| Keep your nose on the tracks
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| Planet earth just blew away in the breeze
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| Keep your nose on the track
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| Ain’t no use looking back
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| Keep your note on the track
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| Just keep your note on the tracks
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| Ain’t no use looking back
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| Keep your nose on the tracks
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| Keep your nose on the track
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| Ain’t no use looking back
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| Keep your note on the track
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| Keep your nose on the track
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| Ain’t no use looking back
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| Keep your note on the track, track, track, track, track
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| Keep your nose on the tracks
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| Ain’t no use looking back
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| Keep your nose on the tracks
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| Goodbye planet earth… |