| How are things on the West Coast?
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| I hear you moving real fine
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| You wear those shoes like a dove
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| Now strut those shoes
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| We’ll go roaming in the night
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| Well, how are things on the West Coast?
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| You keep it moving to your soul’s delight
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| Now I’ve tried the brakes
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| I’ve tried but you know it’s a lonely ride
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| How are things on the West Coast?
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| Oh and move heaven behind those eyes
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| Today my heart swings
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| Yeah, today my heart swings
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| But I don’t want to take your heart
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| And I don’t want a piece of history
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| No I don’t want to read your thoughts anymore
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| My God…
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| 'Cause today my heart swings
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| Yeah, today my heart swings
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| How are things on the West Coast?
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| Hear you moving real fine tonight
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| You wear those shoes, I decide
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| Oh strut those shoes
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| We’ll go roaming in the night
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| Well, how are things on the West Coast?
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| Yeah, but you’re an actress I don’t identify
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| Today my heart swings
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| Yeah, today my heart swings
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| Say it…
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| But I don’t want to play the part
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| And I don’t want a taste of victory
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| No I don’t want to read your thoughts anymore
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| My God…
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| 'Cause today my heart swings
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| Yeah, today my heart swings
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| Say it…
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| 'Cause today my heart swings
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| Yeah, today my heart swings
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| Let it come…
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| 'Cause I’ve got a chance for a sweet sane life
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| I said I’ve got a dance and you’ll do just fine
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| Well, I’ve got a plan, look forward in my eyes
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| Let it come…
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| Well I’ve got a chance for a sweet sane life
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| I said I’ve got a dance, it moves into the night
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| Well, I’ve got a plan, look forward in my eyes
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| Well, today my heart swings |