| I’ve been wearin' the same damn clothes for three damn days
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| Lincoln, Nebraska’s got me in a haze
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| The thing about men like you is you got a lot to say
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| But will you stay?
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| You say you got my name on your tattoo
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| Opening up doors, pulling out chairs, look at you
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| You talk to God like I do, I think you know
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| The same secrets that I do, I’m talkin' 'bout
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| Not all those who wander are lost
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| Not all those who wander are lost
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| Not all those who wander, all those who wander
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| All those who wander are lost
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| It’s just wanderlust
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| The thing about bein' on the road
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| Is there’s too much time to think
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| About seasons of old
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| As you pour yourself a drink
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| 'Cause every time I said no
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| It wasn’t quite what I meant
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| If you know what I mean
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| You said you got my name as your tattoo
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| Pulling out chairs, opening doors, look at you
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| You talk to people like I do, I think you know
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| The same things that I do
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| Not all those who wander are lost
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| Not all those who wander are lost
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| Not all those who wander, all those who wander
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| All those who wander are lost
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| It’s just wanderlust
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| Look at me, look at you
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| Look at what you made me do
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| Look at me, look at you
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| Bible on your tattoo
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| Look at me, look at you
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| Look at what you made me do
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| Look at me, look at you
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| Not all those who wander are lost
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| Not all those who wander are lost
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| Not all those who wander, all those who wander
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| All those who wander are lost
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| It’s just wanderlust
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| Lana Del Rey — Not All Who Wander Are Lost |