| There’s a trail of smoke comin' out of a bottle
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| If you look real close, you can see it right there
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| A little tin roof bar down a path you have to follow
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| From a treasure map with the edges burnt from a few too many beers
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| We’ll pull the ropes off the boat
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| We’ll throw 'em up on the dock
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| We’ll let the stars be our guide
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| No we don’t need no clock
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| We’ll set sail
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| Yeah I see you there wind in your hair
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| And that t-shirt on, dead man tell no tales
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| It’s like nowhere else
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| You’ve ever been and we’ll write your name on a dollar bill
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| Put it on a wall it’ll still be there
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| Next time we come back girl, to the bar at the end of the world
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| In that old sea shell you can hear the ocean
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| You can hear the waves crash whisper in your ear
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| A little glow in the night, its the last place open
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| And the house drink is a beautiful thing called 'make me disappear'
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| We’ll pull the ropes off the boat
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| We’ll throw 'em up on the dock
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| We’ll let the stars be our guide
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| No we don’t need no clock
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| We’ll set sail
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| Yeah I see you there wind in your hair
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| And that t-shirt on, dead man tell no tales
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| It’s like nowhere else
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| You’ve ever been, we’ll write your name on a dollar bill
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| Put it on a wall it’ll still be there
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| Next time we come back girl, to the bar at the end of the world
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| There ain’t no empty glasses, they’re playing drift away
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| That’s where the magic happens, back up in that little bay
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| We’ll set sail
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| Yeah I see you there wind in your hair
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| And that t-shirt on, dead man tell no tales
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| It’s like nowhere else
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| You’ve ever been, we’ll write your name on a dollar bill
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| Put it on a wall it’ll still be there
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| Next time we come back girl, to the bar at the end of the world |