| This is a song called Somewhere Sweet
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| Sorry gotta tune
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| I wrote this song a couple years ago when I worked in a textbook store
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| I didn’t like the textbook store very much so I wrote a song about it
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| It’s kinda about being somewhere and wishing you were somewhere else
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| Which for me was work so
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| Crying again, 'cause I’m dying to make a living
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| Working my bones in the city, don’t feel like freedom
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| Standing up on my feet 'till I can’t feel them anymore
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| Wish that I could pack up and leave and walk out the door
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| Well, I got 3 bills, and a bag of old coins
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| Get me to the road, and out of this noise
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| Not looking for treasure, or a pot of gold
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| Just thinking bout the desert, and somewhere I could belong
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| 'Cause I wanna be somewhere sweet
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| Somewhere sweet
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| And I wanna be somewhere sweet
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| Somewhere sweet
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| Tired of all this talking, all these games
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| Speaking, and wishing, and hoping that they’ll change
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| Tired of running faster trying to catch some bus
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| And the bus just takes me right back to the rust
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| Well, I got three bills, and a bag of old coins
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| Get me to the road, and out of this noise
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| Not looking for treasure, or a pot of gold
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| Just thinking bout the desert, and somewhere I could belong
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| 'Cause I wanna be somewhere sweet
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| Somewhere sweet
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| And I wanna be somewhere sweet
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| Somewhere sweet
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| I wanna go
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| Take me away
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| I wanna leave
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| To some sacred place
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| I wanna go
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| Take me away
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| I wanna leave
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| To some sacred place
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| I wanna go
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| Take me away
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| I wanna go
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| Take me away
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| I wanna leave
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| To some sacred place
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| I wanna go
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| Take me away
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| To somewhere green
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| To somewhere sweet
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| Thank you guys so much |