| She came down from Chicago
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| Where the mighty winds blow
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| She was a picture in a frame
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| And she said I gotta hit the highway
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| Are you going my way?
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| She didn’t say her name
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| And I said
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| Well I’ve been looking for a girl like you
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| To come and travel with a boy like me
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| Would you come and sing a little melody?
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| And I’ve been waiting for a partner in crime
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| To split every dollar and share every dime
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| Would you come and sing a little harmony?
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| Through Colorado, and on to the next show
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| We were dancing in the street
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| It didn’t matter where we were
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| As long as we’re together
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| We could always feel the beat
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| Well I’ve been looking for a girl like you
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| To come and travel with a boy like me
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| Would you come and sing a little melody?
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| And I’ve been waiting for a partner in crime
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| To split every dollar and share every dime
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| Would you come and sing a little harmony?
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| We hit San Francisco
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| It felt just like home
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| And we didn’t want to leave
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| But we got back on the road
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| We were following the coast
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| To see what we could see
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| Well I’ve been looking for a girl like you
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| To come and travel with a boy like me
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| Would you come and sing a little melody?
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| And I’ve been waiting for a partner in crime
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| To split every dollar and share every dime
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| Would you come and sing a little harmony?
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| Down in San Diego
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| Is as far as we’ll go
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| I still don’t know her name |