| Floating off the coast of Mexico on a rafter
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| I reckon there must be a couple of million down there
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| And though I cannot swim, we can learn together
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| Eating nothing but the sun and the lives of our caipirihnas
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| Oh, I feel alive
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| Yeah, I feel alive
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| You better run honey, yeah you better run
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| You better run, honey
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| 'Cause the only thing they give you
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| From a swing is if you get up and run
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| You better run
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| You better run
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| You better run
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| You better run
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| You better run
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| Your blood in your hair
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| Honey there’s that sound in my ears
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| But I’m still trying to survive
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| Oh, I’m trying to breathe
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| I feel alive
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| Yeah, I feel alive
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| You better run honey, yeah you better run
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| You better run, honey
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| 'Cause the only thing they give you
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| From a swing is if you get up and run
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| Oh yeah, if you get up and run
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| Oh yeah, if you get up and run
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| Oh yeah, if you get up and run
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| Oh yeah, if you get up and run and
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| I need a new kind of thrill
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| She said to me, so I feel alive
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| And though there’s nothing that I wouldn’t try
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| You just don’t it get it I need a new kind of thrill
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| I need a new kind of thrill
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| I need a new kind of thrill
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| I need a new kind of thrill
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| So I feel alive
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| Oh, I feel alive
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| I feel alive
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| Yeah, I feel alive |