| I’d like to ride the Rodeo
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| But I’ve got Brahma Fear
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| So I’ll just stick to Aeroplanes
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| Gently pop my ears
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| Drank a lot a' whiskey
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| It gives me such a glow
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| It makes me quite immobile
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| But it lets my feelin’s show
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| And I’m somewhere below the spotlight
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| Somewhere below the ground
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| You dig deep enough you might find me
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| Find me and you’ve found my sound
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| Yes I own a whaler boat
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| It slides across the sea
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| And some folks say I’m part of it
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| And I know, it’s part of me
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| And when I’m feelin' solitaire
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| It lets me be alone
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| And when I want to habitate
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| It carries me back home
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| And I’m somewhere below the sunlight
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| Somewhere upon the sea
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| You dig deep enough you might find me
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| Find me 'cause that’s where I’ll be
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| Yes I drank a lot of whiskey
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| It gives me such a glow
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| It makes me quite immobile
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| Ah, but it lets my feelin’s show
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| Coda:
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| Yes it makes me quite immobile
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| Ah, but it lets my feelin’s show |