| I come from where the rivers meet the sea
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| That’s part of why I’m so wild and fancy free
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| I was early into crazy ways
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| My folks said, «It's just a phase»
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| They were hopin' for better days
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| Now in my line of work I seem to see a lot more than most
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| Write 'em down, pass 'em around
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| It’s the gospel from the coast
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| Reflections not just replays
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| Takin' time to escape the maze
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| Lookin' for better days
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| I spent a year of my life one night
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| On the beaches in old Beirut
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| Seems that all they’re aimin' for there
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| Is to hang around and shoot
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| Each others' lives away
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| Bloody winds on a distant bay
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| They’re lookin' for better days
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| Lookin' to the left
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| Lookin' to the right
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| Lookin' to the stars to shed some light
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| Hopin' for a breath
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| Hopin' for a break
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| Hopin' for the give without the take
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| The dreamers line the state road
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| Just to watch the runway show
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| Slouched behind their steering wheels
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| They just watch the big jets go
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| Streakin' through the mornin' haze
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| Focal point of a distant gaze
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| Lookin' for better days
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| (instrumental)
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| Pale invaders and tan crusaders
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| Are worshiping the sun
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| On the corner of walk and don’t walk
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| Somewhere on U.S. 1
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| I’m back to livin' Floridays
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| Blue skies and ultra violet rays
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| Lookin' for better days
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| I’m back to livin' Floridays
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| Blue skies and ultra violet rays
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| Lookin' for better days, lookin' for better days
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| Lookin' for better days
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| Lookin' for Floridays
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| (Better days, better ways)
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| Everybody’s lookin' for
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| (Better days)
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| Somewhere beneath the shinin' star
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| (Better days)
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| Take me won’t you take me to
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| (Better days)
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| Sure could use a few
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| (Better days)
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| Floridays… |