| The bus drives over on a mellow scene
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| We’ve done this five nights and tomorrow’s free
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| Oh I say, tomorrow’s free
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| And I seem to meet it in the morning and no sleep
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| But I can’t keep myself from wandering
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| Next night down in Montreal
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| And when it rains I guess it pours
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| Oh I say, when it rains it
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| Pours and we go down into the
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| Saint street keeping our feet of the ground
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| Till we find ourselves at breakfast in our super town
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| So long well hey hey hey
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| Though I’d see you all again
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| So long and hey hey hey
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| The bus driver yonder in the morning light
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| Look out of the window baby and what a sight we say
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| Well hey hey hey
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| I now a girl who’s got eyes on her feet
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| So when she starts dreaming she roams
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| And she’ll know where she’s going
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| She looks alright that’s Romina she’s dancing on the speakers
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| And speaking of moving Ruben’s places started
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| Jumping with the campisis
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| So long hey hey hey
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| Though I’d see you all again
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| So long and hey hey hey
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| Thursday was solid and Friday’s cool
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| Saturday was messy in the best way possible
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| Sunday should be for rest but these
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| Cats on the corner and I can’t keep my chest from a
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| Rumbling the same way it did when I was young and blessed
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| So long well hey hey hey
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| Though I’d see you all again
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| So long and hey hey hey
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| The bus driver yonder in the morning light
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| Look out of the window baby and what a sight we say
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| Well hey hey hey
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| So long hey hey hey
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| Remember me and that it’s all OK now baby
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| So long hey hey hey |