| Picture perfect, a life that you saw in a magazine
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| Or maybe a travelling book
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| Wanted to get on that plane and fly away
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| Cuz you are a rock star deep down inside
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| You walk with a swagger, got nothin' to hide
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| Cigarette in your mouth, a cuff on your jeans
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| Your sideburns are perfect, you’re perfect and lean
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| So you made an oil painting to immortalize
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| All of the hope and vision in your eyes
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| In your leisure coat and cowboy hat
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| North American records and so much to bat for
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| Please bring me along
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| Please bring me along
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| Cuz I want to see everything you have to offer me
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| Get a job lifting cement
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| Oh, it’s so dry, when it rains it gets wet
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| And the village was great, but now it’s a suburb
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| You left behind half of all that you had learnt
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| You relearn a couple things along the way
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| The thrift store so clean, all for half what you’d pay
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| So you try everything on, on for size
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| And drop top your Camaro and go for a ride
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| Please bring me along
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| Please bring me along
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| Cuz I want to see everything you have to offer me
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| And I don’t mind to sit here and waste all my time
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| Oh, but this world is not mine to define
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| And I wanna shine
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| Please bring me along
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| Please take me away
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| I don’t want to stay
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| And I want to see everything you have to offer me
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| And I want to see everything you have to offer me
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| And I want to see everything you have to offer me
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| And I want to see everything you have to offer me
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| I want to see everything the world has to offer me
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| I want to see everything the world has to offer me
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| I want to show everything I have to offer it
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| I want to show everything I have to offer it now |