| Down at the lost highway cafe
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| I met a man there with a map in his hand
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| He said «I'm a little bit confused, and I’m not sure where I am»
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| He said I’m trying to find this place
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| Been trying to get there for a long, long time
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| Then he smiled and looked away
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| And asked me if I’d heard of happiness
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| I told him that it just might take a while
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| Maybe some years, and a lotta miles
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| Go down the road to you hit partyville
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| Don’t stop unless you’re lookin' for cheap thrills
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| Go past love to you hear wedding bells
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| Stop and honeymoon, and rest a spell
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| You might get lost on the way is my guess
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| It ain’t easy finding happiness
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| He said I think I understand
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| I better go before the sun goes down
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| Cause it’s hard to see at night, and I just don’t trust my eyes anymore
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| I said «goodluck» and watched him leave
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| He hit the fastlane, then he disappeared
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| Just another weary traveller like so many trying to find his way back home
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| There’s so many stops along the way
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| You keep on hoping that there’ll come a day
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| I should have told him but I think he knows
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| So many places where he shouldn’t go
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| So many souls that get turned around
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| Lookin' and wonderin' why it can’t be found
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| It’s a straight shot past loneliness
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| Why can’t we seem to find happiness?
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| It’s easy to get turned around I guess
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| On the road to happiness |