| Totally wired and the game is up, I’m under the table
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| You carry my heart in the palm of your hand
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| As the clouds roll in, the party was rained out, open up to find
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| A man made home and by four o’clock
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| When the sun came out, we were beside ourselves
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| Taking the rest of the day off
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| Lying out the back
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| Slung in a hammock and gathering reams
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| Of space and time
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| Two eyes that surrender the call
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| Might come, fire my anger and spoil the whole thing
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| Not much fun when the pressure’s on
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| And your luck has gone but you squeeze my hands
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| We’re taking the rest of the day off
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| We like to climb the rock
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| Before we have lunch and we’ll turn our backs
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| On the whole damn bunch
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| Ah, ah, ah
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| Ah, ah, ah
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| Ah, ah, ah
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| You find the answer walking the dog down the south of Piha
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| Over and done, not a lot to say when the man calls up
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| The line goes dead and you’re yesterday’s news
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| I couldn’t care less now, I’m here with you
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| We’re the only ones left and we’re flat on our backs
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| Taking the rest of the day off
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| You find it don’t add up to much
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| When you’re wrapped in a blanket of stars
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| With the one you love, hey
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| Like two shiny dogs, hey
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| With the one you love, hey, hey |