| If I run across a circus leavin' town
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| I’ll hitch a ride before they pull the big top down
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| If I have to share a boxcar with the lions and the clowns
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| Or a shotgun with a drifter from the wrong side of the tracks
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| Trunk full of money and a lead foot on the gas
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| Some modern day John Dillinger to get me somewhere fast
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| Your two arms are too far
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| So tonight I’m gonna' find a boat, a plane, a train, a car
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| You started something
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| There ain’t nothin'
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| That I wouldn’t do
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| To get to you
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| If the road runs out and all I see is blue
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| I’ll build a raft out of driftwood and bamboo
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| The needle in the compass of my heart is always true
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| Ain’t no ocean gonna stop me
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| Ain’t no mountain gonna block me
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| I’ll fly when I fall till I fall back in your
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| Your two arms are too far
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| So tonight I’m gonna' find a boat, a plane, a train, a car
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| You started something
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| There ain’t nothin'
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| That I wouldn’t do
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| To get to you
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| Even if it takes all night
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| Or the rest of my life
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| Ain’t no ocean gonna stop me
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| Ain’t no mountain gonna block me
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| I’ll fly when I fall till I fall back in your
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| Your two arms are too far
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| So tonight I’m gonna' find a boat, a plane, a train, a car
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| You started something
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| There ain’t nothin'
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| That I wouldn’t do
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| To get to you |