| I wanna buy you a two door ride
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| I wanna head on down to San Antone
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| Take a stroll on down the river side
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| Casa Rio and just take it slow
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| Feel the current running through my veins
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| City moving like a passing train
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| Wanna head on down to San Antone
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| Find a love that we can call our own
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| Now who are you?
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| Maybe someday I will know
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| Now who are you?
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| Maybe someday I will know
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| Wanna drive up North to New Orleans
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| Saint Charles line on down to Bourbon Street
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| Old man playing «When the Saints March In»
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| We sing along just like we’re long, lost friends
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| In the morning find a seat outside
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| Cafe du Monde and watch the city rise
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| Beignets and Chicory
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| Blue-eyed girl, you steal my heart from me
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| Now who are you?
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| Maybe someday I will know
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| Now who are you?
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| Maybe someday I will know
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| There’s a beating in my chest
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| Fire in my heart
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| From the burning in your eyes
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| And freedom in your arms
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| There’s a beating in my chest,
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| Freedom in my heart!
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| Now who are you?
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| Maybe someday I will know
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| Now who are you?
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| Maybe someday I will call you home!
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| Maybe someday I will call you home!
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| And I feel your blinking eyes
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| Calling me to love!
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| Now who are you?
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| Now who are you? |