| Pack your bags, we’re leaving town
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| we’ve got tonight to leave all this behind.
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| The thing we started just got out of hand,
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| We need to leave before I change my
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| mind.
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| This town have ghosts my dear,
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| I feel their presence everywhere,
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| They keep calling me to come back round,
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| and all that I can say is that I’m on my
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| way.
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| But ooh I know I know I know
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| We’re getting out of the city
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| I know you worry, I know you care,
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| and people told me you looked
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| everywhere,
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| but these city lights have made me blind,
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| there’s no direction from where I stand.
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| Oh my God I’ve been here before,
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| I’ve seen this room, I’ve walked through this door,
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| I know I promised you a better one,
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| but every time I try, they make me turn around.
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| And ooh I know I know I know
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| We’re getting out of the city
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| Days they come and go, I’m still here,
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| you know.
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| One day we’ll fly away, oh I know, I
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| know. |