| I was standing on a beach
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| As naked as the day I was born
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| Surrounded by the thunder of the waves
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| Pounding on that shore
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| There was music in the air
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| And it started a song in my heart
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| In the sea and the sun and the sand
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| And the wind out of Africa
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| Out of Africa, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Out of Africa, yeah
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| Out of Africa, right, out of Africa…
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| There was a three-year-old boy
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| Dancing to the radio
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| Yeah, jivin' to the sounds of
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| Chuck Berry and Fats Domino
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| Now some people thing he is out of his mind
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| But he hasn’t gone far
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| He down by the sea on the sand in the wind
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| Out of Africa
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| Out of Africa, yeah, out of Africa, yeah
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| Out of Africa, right, out of Africa…
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| And sometimes when I lose my way
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| She take’s me by the hand
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| And leads me back to were it all began…
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| Yeah, in Africa
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| Pfeifsolo
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| Out of Africa, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Out of Africa, yeah
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| Out of Africa, right, out of Africa…
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| I was standing on a beach
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| As naked as the day I was born
|
| Surrounded by the thunder of the waves
|
| Pounding on that shore
|
| There was music in the air
|
| And it started a song in my heart
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| In the sea and the sun and the sand
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| And the wind out of Africa
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| Out of Africa, out of Africa, out of Africa
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| Yeah, out of Africa
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| Pfeifsolo… |