| Yeah yeah yeah
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| Waoh-oh
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| I don’t wanna be waiting in line
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| I got too many things that
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| I could do with my time
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| And I don’t wanna feel this confined
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| To city life, to city life, to city life
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| I can’t avoid this feeling
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| Another siren sounds
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| The last straw, I’m leading
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| It’s time to leave this crowd
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| In fact, I might go
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| First thing in the morning
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| To lay low
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| I gotta get out of here for real
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| Yeah, that sounds good to me
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| Find some cleaner air to breathe
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| Ah yes
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| Get away from everything
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| Never have I ever felt
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| Like this
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| Yeah, that sounds good to me
|
| Find some cleaner air to breathe
|
| Ah yes
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| Get away from everything
|
| Never have I ever felt
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| Like this
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| Really and truly I should pack up
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| And find my way under the stars, I’ll roll a sack up
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| And find some peace and quiet, get my spirits back up
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| Breathe in the oxygen, I’ll find a place to shack up
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| That’ll keep me on track, my friends
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| To get back
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| The things that I lack
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| To get back
|
| The things that I lack
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| Yeah, that’s it
|
| In fact I might go
|
| First thing in the morning
|
| To lay low
|
| I gotta get out of here for real
|
| Out of here for real
|
| Yeah, that sounds good to me
|
| Find some cleaner air to breathe
|
| Ah yes
|
| Get away from everything
|
| Never have I ever felt
|
| Like this
|
| Yeah, that sounds good to me
|
| Find some cleaner air to breathe
|
| Ah yes
|
| Get away from everything
|
| Never have I ever felt
|
| Like this
|
| I don’t wanna be waiting in line
|
| I got too many things that
|
| I could do with my time
|
| And I don’t wanna feel this confined
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| To city life, to city life, to city life |