| As crazy as it sounds
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| A love like this will probably never come around
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| You’ll never like it when I leave the compound
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| But you be waiting when I come back to town
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| Overwhelm me, what a great joy
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| Yes, we a giving and we take joy
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| This is for real, this a no fake joy
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| And there is nothing that can destroy our love
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| Come mek we go paint the town red
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| White sand, cool breeze and sunset
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| The destination is freedom from stress
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| That’s the getaway, hmm-mmm
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| Come mek we go paint the town red
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| White sand, cool breeze and sunset
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| The destination is freedom from stress
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| And we dying to get away
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| We got a lot a things to do, don’t you remember?
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| And you can put a getaway in the agenda
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| Packing up cah, we’ll be gone till September
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| Let us sleep before dawn
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| I pick you up by our spot just by the corner
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| Let me just finish up me draw of marijuana
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| As I got the tank full a gas, ready to press gas
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| And nothing can come in our way, no way
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| As crazy as it sounds
|
| A love like this will probably never come around
|
| You’ll never like it when I leave the compound
|
| But you be waiting when I come back to town
|
| Overwhelm me, what a great joy
|
| Yes, we a giving and we take joy
|
| This is for real, this a no fake joy
|
| And there is nothing that can destroy our love
|
| Come mek we go paint the town red
|
| White sand, cool breeze and sunset
|
| The destination is freedom from stress
|
| That’s the getaway, hmm-mmm
|
| Come mek we go paint the town red
|
| White sand, cool breeze and sunset
|
| The destination is freedom from stress
|
| And we dying to get away
|
| We leaving out the traffic and take the next exit
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| But we won’t leave any wishes on our checklist
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| What a beautiful life, baby check this
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| Cah you will never see nothing so pretty 'pon your Netflix
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| We nuh see no obstacle we cannot conquer
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| We view the journey short, even though we know it’s longer
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| And who Jah put together no man can put asunder
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| As crazy as it sounds
|
| A love like this will probably never come around
|
| You’ll never like it when I leave the compound
|
| But you be waiting when I come back to town
|
| Overwhelm me, what a great joy
|
| Yes, we a giving and we take joy
|
| This is for real, this a no fake joy
|
| And there is nothing that can destroy our love
|
| Come mek we go paint the town red
|
| White sand, cool breeze and sunset
|
| The destination is freedom from stress
|
| That’s the getaway, hmm-mmm
|
| Come mek we go paint the town red
|
| White sand, cool breeze and sunset
|
| The destination is freedom from stress
|
| And we dying to get away
|
| Come mek we go paint the town red
|
| White sand, cool breeze and sunset
|
| The destination is freedom from stress
|
| That’s the getaway, hmm-mmm
|
| Come mek we go paint the town red
|
| White sand, cool breeze and sunset
|
| The destination is freedom from stress
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| And we dying to get away |