| On a desert island I would sing
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| About love and stress, almost anything
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| Am I lonely? |
| Yes, I am
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| But I was always a solitary man
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| I was always a solitary man
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| I was always a solitary man
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| A dream of a white sandy beach
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| Turquoise sea and coconuts to eat
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| No constant chatter, no Internet
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| Am I lonely? |
| Yes, I am
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| But I was always a solitary man
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| I was always a solitary man
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| I was always a solitary man
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| There’s a few things that I would miss
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| A bit of love and someone to kiss
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| Maybe my dog, a ball, and a bone
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| Am I lonely? |
| Yes, I am
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| But I was always a solitary man
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| I was always a solitary man
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| I was always a solitary man
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| I didn’t know what I know
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| I didn’t know what I know
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| I didn’t know what I know
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| There’s a few things that I would miss
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| A bit of love and someone to kiss
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| Maybe my dog could throw a man a bone
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| Am I lonely? |
| Yes, I am
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| But I was always a solitary man
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| I was always a solitary man
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| I was always a solitary man
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| I was always a solitary man |