| Every day I look outside
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| Staring at the houses that are passing by
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| Some of them kind of look like mine and
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| Every day I look outside
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| Staring at the houses that are passing by
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| Some of them kind of look like mine and
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| I’m wishing I could be there
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| On a day that I get home
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| Call my friends up and we’ll get stoned
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| Got a place I can call my own and
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| I’m wishing I could be there
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| Oooh, Tell everyone I’m coming home soon
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| Oooh, Tell everyone I’m coming home soon
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| Calling up «you-know-who»
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| Haven’t seen her since I left last June
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| And I’m finally gonna make a move
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| When I get to see her
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| And when I walk through the door
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| Hear the creaking on the kitchen floor
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| Find the pictures on my bedside drawer
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| And I’m wishing I could be there
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| Oooh, Tell everyone I’m coming home soon
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| I never knew, what I had until I left you
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| Have your ever been gone so long that every little thing makes you want to go
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| back
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| Oooh, Tell everyone I’m coming home soon
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| Oooh, Tell everyone I’m coming home soon
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| I never knew, what I had until I left you |
| Have you ever been gone so long that every little thing makes you want to go
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| back
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| Oooh, Tell everyone I’m coming home soon
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| Oooh, Tell everyone I’m coming home soon
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| I never knew, what I had until I left you |