| She packed my bags last night pre-flight,
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| Zero hour, nine a.m.
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| And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
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| I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife.
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| It's lonely out in space
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| On such a timeless flight
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
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| Till touch down brings me round again to find
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| I'm not the man they think I am at home.
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| Oh, no, no, no, I'm a rocket man
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| Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
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| Till touch down brings me round again to find
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| I'm not the man they think I am at home.
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| Oh, no, no, no, I'm a rocket man
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| Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
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| Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids,
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| In fact it's cold as hell
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| And there's no one there to raise them if you did
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| And all this science, I don't understand
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| It's just my job, five days a week
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| A rocket man, rocket man
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
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| Till touch down brings me round again to find
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| I'm not the man they think I am at home.
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| Oh, no, no, no, I'm a rocket man
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| Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
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| Till touch down brings me round again to find
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| I'm not the man they think I am at home.
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| Oh, no, no, no, I'm a rocket man
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| Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time
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| And I think it's gonna be a long, long time... |