| He came to me from south summer heat
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| On his way to find his niche
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| Fields of forever-me, grew in his eyes
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| He says that sometimes they’re a little blue
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| And he
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| Is floating right on by
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| Yes he
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| I couldn’t catch him I tried
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| And if your travels take you far away
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| I hope a piece of me with you can stay
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| And if you need to chase the rising sun
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| I hope you’ll think of me when we’re all done
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| Oh, I’m your treasure girl
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, I’m your treasure girl
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| Back and forth across the barred lines
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| Hurry baby tonight you can’t be late
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| Smoke your cigarettes out my back door
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| I get impatient always wanting more
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| And he
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| Is floating right on by
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| Yes he
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| I couldn’t catch him I tried
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| And if your travels take you far away
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| I hope a piece of me with you can stay
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| And if you need to chase the rising sun
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| I hope you’ll think of me when we’re all done
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| Oh, I’m your treasure girl
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, I’m your treasure girl |