| If he were alone in the desert
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| Without a drink of water around
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| On his knees and hands in that white scorching sand
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| With the hot Sahara sun beating down
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| If he could be granted his wishes
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| And anything he’d want would come true
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| I know that it might sound funny
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| But here’s what he want you to do
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| Tell Lorrie I love her
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| Tell Lorrie I need her
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| And tell her everything would be okay if I could just see her
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| Tell Lorrie I love her
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| Tell Lorrie I need her
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| And if I leave this old world tell her she’s the only girl for me
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| If he were a drift on the ocean
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| A vessel with no sails or steam
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| Floating aimlessly on an endless sea
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| Hopelessly lost it would seem
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| If all of the fish in the water
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| Could echo his last dying plea
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| I know that you might not understand it
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| But here’s what he’d want it to be
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| Tell Lorrie I love her
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| Tell Lorrie I need her
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| Tell her everything would be okay if I could just see her
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| Tell Lorrie I love her
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| Tell Lorrie I need her
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| And if I leave this old world tell her she’s the only girl for me
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| Tell Lorrie I love her
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| Tell Lorrie I need her
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| Tell her everything would be okay if I could just see her
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| Tell Lorrie I love her
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| Tell Lorrie I need her
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| And if you leave this world you’re still the only one for me
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| And if I leave this old world tell her she’s the only girl for me |