| Well, Wellington’s a small town
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| But it packs a lotta punch
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| There’s talent oozing from the walls
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| That eat ideas for lunch
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| It can get a little claustrophobic
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| Iven if you try, fly, my pretties, fly
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| Well, I reckon this town’s brilliant
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| In lots of different ways
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| But it doesn’t have the money
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| Or the glamor of L.A.
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| I’m sure one day you’ll make it in
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| The stars shining bright
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| If you have to go, then fly
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| Fly away
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| As long as you come back some day
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| Fly away
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| Hope to see you round some day
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| Well I’ve lived here my whole life
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| And sure the living’s sweet
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| But what I want’s the whole world
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| Just to listen to my beats
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| The only way to do this
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| Is to travel far and wide
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| So if you to go, then fly
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| They say that there’s a brain drain
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| I reckon that it’s true
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| To cruising offshore
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| Just to make a buck or two
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| It’s a little sad that we
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| Can’t do it alright here
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| But if you have to go
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| Fly away
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| As long as you come back some day
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| Fly away
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| Hope to see you round some day |