| I would dig a hole all the way to China
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| Unless of course I was there
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| then I’d dig my way home
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| If by diggin' I could steal
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| the wind from the sails
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| of the greedy men who ruled the world
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| Still you’re my best friend
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| And after a good, good drunk
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| You and me wake up and make love after a deep sleep
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| Where I was Dreamin', I was Dreamin'
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| Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl
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| I was feelin' like a creep
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| As I watched you asleep
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| Face down in the grass,
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| in the park, in the middle
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| of a hot afternoon
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| Your top was untied
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| And I thought how nice
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| I’d be to follow the sweat down your spine
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| You’re like my best friend
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| Aww after a good, good drunk
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| You and me wake up and make love after a deep sleep
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| Where I was Dreamin', I was Dreamin'
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| Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl
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| Caught by a wave
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| my back to the ocean
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| it knocks me off my feet and
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| just as I find my footing
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| here you come again
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| Dreamgirl, aww Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl, Dreamgirl
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| (Scat…trails off) |