| Do-do, do-do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do
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| Put your feet on the dashboard, baby, take a ride and come on
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| There’s nothing left to lose but the moon, and the money’s all gone
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| When you get back, we’ll get back down
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| I’ve been waiting for ya all night long
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| I’d like to get to know ya
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| But you’re forty lightyears away
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| You could come a little closer
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| But you’re forty light-years away
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| Do-do, do-do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do
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| Whatcha gonna do, mama, now that the sun’s gone down?
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| Tryna find love when you’re livin' in a one-horse town
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| I’ve had the blues on me, mama, for fourteen days
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| 'Cause there’s a hole in the sky and it’s here to stay
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| I’d like to get ya back
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| But you’re forty light-years away
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| I’d like to get to know ya
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| But you’re forty light-years away
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| Do-do, do-do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do
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| Women come and go, come and get around all night long
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| Buffalo girls gotta burn the dance floor down, way down
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| It’s a long, dark road, baby, where you been?
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| I keep knockin' but I can’t come in
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| I’d like to take ya home
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| But you’re forty light-years away
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| I’d like to get ya back
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| But you’re forty light-years away
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| Do-do, do-do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do-do
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| Do-do, do-do-do |