| I remember the bus just the greyhound and us
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| It was in between St. Paul and Fargo
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| There were two days to go but we virgins were slow
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| And my hand hadn’t moved since Chicago
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| Moving over your knee was new territory
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| We were passing through Billings Montana
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| As we slipped through Spokane you said something profane
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| And I shifted up into Nirvana
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| I can feel you I can see
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| Puget sound you belong to me
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| I can feel you mighty sea
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| Puget sound you belong to me
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| Lying there like a pearl oh my Ithica girl
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| We’ve got 44 days in Tacoma
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| And we lay in the sand with my life in your hand
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| I just drifted in Pacificoma
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| I can feel you gentle sea
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| Puget sound you have set me free
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| Feel the ocean feel the sun
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| Puget sound feel your waters runs
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| There was nothing to say we just shivered all day
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| And we touched and I kissed you all over
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| They said go west young man and it’s true that you can
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| For an old 99 dollar rover |