| Sleeping in a van, out of gas
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| Playing in a band, on Mississipi Avenue
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| Pickin' a guitar, strapped for cash
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| Mappin' out the stars, on every single latitude
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| And it was all about
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| Lipstick, pickups and drumstick
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| Flips on the white stripe kit
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| Cause the kids can’t quit, no
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| You know I just can’t quit, no
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| Oh, I’m a sailor, keep on sailing
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| Out of my mind, out on the tide
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| I’ve got nowhere to be
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| I’m a sailor, not a salesman
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| Out on the line, nothing to hide
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| Cause I’m no good at pretending
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| Hanging on a watermelon sunset
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| Swing through open doors in my dreams
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| Eight years old and no one ever told me
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| What I couldn’t be
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| Shoot hoops, dance moves, I could believe anything
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| And it was all about
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| Lipstick, pickups and drumstick
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| Flips on the white stripe kit
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| Cause the kids can’t quit, no
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| You know I just can’t quit, no
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| Oh, I’m a sailor, keep on sailing
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| Out of my mind, out on the tide
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| I’ve got nowhere to be
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| I’m a sailor, not a salesman
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| Out on the line, nothing to hide
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| Cause I’m no good at pretending
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| I hear you speak, it’s synthetic, like a dead end
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| It’s just nothing
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| It’s just nothing, it’s synthetic
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| It’s just nothing, ooh
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| Oh, I’m a sailor, keep on sailing
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| Out of my mind, out on the tide
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| I’ve got nowhere to be
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| I’m a sailor, not a salesman
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| Out on the line, nothing to hide
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| Cause I’m no good at pretending
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| I guess Jackson was right
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| Imma sail out of sight |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm a Sailor Not a Salesman , by - Lostboycrow. Song from the album Traveler: The Third Legend, in the genre Поп