| You lie on the sofa
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| It’s like I don’t know ya
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| Now we never talk
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| We never walk
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| Outside
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| It’s the city outside
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| I look out the window
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| And see the streets below
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| Cars and the people
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| Lonely church steeple
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| Surrounded by grey
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| We need to move away
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| Here we go, over and over and over
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| You’re talking about it again
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| «Let's move out, relocate
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| This place is in a state
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| Let’s buy a pig or a hen»
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| We need some open space
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| We need a change of pace
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| So life here in town, girl
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| Is getting you down
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| And you long for a change
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| But won’t it seem strange
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| With fields all around
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| We won’t hear a sound
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| The grass may be greener
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| The air may be cleaner
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| But I love the city
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| I know it’s not pretty
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| But at least there is life
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| You call this «life»?
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| Here we go, over and over and over
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| You’re talking about it again
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| «Let's move out, relocate
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| This place is in a state
|
| Let’s buy a pig or a hen»
|
| We need some open space
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| We need a change of pace
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| (Stars shine bright in the country
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| Life feels right
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| Won’t you trust me?)
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| Hand me the remote
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| I’m not sure that we’d cope
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| In the middle of nowhere
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| Surrounded by fresh air
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| I’d miss my mates
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| This place is a state
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| You’d do your work from home
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| Online or on the phone
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| I could grow vegetables…
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| Sounds like a load of balls…
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| Let’s relocate
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| I said I’d miss my mates!
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| Here we go, over and over and over
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| You’re talking about it again
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| «Let's move out, relocate
|
| This place is in a state
|
| Let’s buy a pig or a hen»
|
| We need some open space
|
| We need a change of pace |