| Oh, Carolina
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| When I get back home to you, we’re gonna start a fire
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| Oh, you know I miss ya
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| And when we get back home to you I got a story to give ya
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| I been all mixed up, been gathering dust
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| Down and down for days thinking 'bout us
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| I know we both can’t deny it
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| There was a wrinkle in time way back when
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| We were living fast and I won’t back in
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| Truth is baby I’ve been surviving
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| 'Cause I’m on my way
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| Oh, Carolina
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| When I get back home to you, we’re gonna start a fire
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| Oh, you know I miss ya
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| And when we get back home to you I got a story to give ya
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| I got a foot to the floor, it’s almost light
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| Quarter past an hour and a matter of time
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| Body’s been gone for miles, heart’s still driving
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| 'Cause I’m on my way
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| Yeah, I’m on my way
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| Oh, Carolina
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| When I get back home to you, we’re gonna start a fire
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| Oh, you know I miss ya
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| And when we get back home to you I got a story to give ya
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| Oh, Carolina
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| When I get back home to you, we’re gonna start a fire
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| Oh, you know I miss ya
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| And when we get back home to you I got a story to give ya
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| Yeah, when I get back home to you
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| When I get back home to you
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| When I get back home to you
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| We’re gonna start a fire |