Make coffee or pour tea, great
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at least play something for a while, great
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in the sky where there is no cloud
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On a record player, on a cassette player
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just play what you want, how you feel
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I'll join as soon as I can.
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It's great
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lie on your back and read
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with his hand behind his head
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fall asleep with the idea that I belong to someone else
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It's great
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not arguing with anyone and reading a book
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and have an idea
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that I will conquer heights for fun.
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Take out all the Elvis records, great
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I'm nostalgic sometimes, great
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It doesn't matter that the board has grooves
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I look forward to each of them
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I'm best at getting rid of weight
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when boards are bent.
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It's great
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lie on your back and read
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with his hand behind his head
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fall asleep with the idea that I belong to someone else
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It's great
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not arguing with anyone and reading a book
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and have an idea
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that I will conquer heights for fun.
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I don't go to sleep seven nights a week, great
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I'm still in my sixties, great
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A few scratched singles ahead
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mono, that's it, that's what I want
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I lose track of how time goes on
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mainly that you are here
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It's great
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lie on your back and read
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with his hand behind his head
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fall asleep with the idea that I belong to someone else |
It's great
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not arguing with anyone and reading a book
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and have an idea
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that I will conquer heights for fun. |