| Sometimes I imagine myself as a drifter
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| Seeker of fortunes, connoisseur of great wines
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| Dashing through meadows of yellow and green
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| Trying to catch the impossible dream
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| Leavin' the straight life behind
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| Sometimes my thoughts may find me in Mexico
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| Drinkin' tequila goin' out of my mind
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| Havin' a ball on a couple 'a bob
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| Treatin' the ladies to corn on the cob
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| Leavin' the straight life behind
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| Suddenly all my silly thoughts disappear
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| She comes to me softly with crackers and beer
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| Winkin' and blinkin' and blowin' in my ear
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| Runnin' away with my mind
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| It’s great to be in love
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| I’m not really thinkin' of
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| Leavin' the straight life behind
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| I’m just playin' a game in my mind
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| Once in a while in my mind I go bummin'
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| Goin' to nowhere, with no worry of time
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| Runnin' along chasin' after a train
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| Hummin' a song in the sun and the rain
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| Leavin' the straight life behind
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| I can just see me on a tropical island
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| Ridin' the surf and drinkin' coconut wine
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| Havin' me fun with the girls in the sand
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| Chasin' the sun through an innocent land
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| Leavin' the straight life behind
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| Suddenly all my silly thoughts disappear
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| She comes to me softly with crackers and beer
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| Winkin' and blinkin' and blowin' in my ear
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| Runnin' away with my mind
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| It’s great to be in love
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| I’m not really thinkin' of
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| Leavin' the straight life behind
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| I’m just playin' a game in my mind |