| I’m just lookin' to see what I’m missing
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| You startin' the riot
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| Ten green bottles fly down from the hillside
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| You’re too young to stay quiet
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| Find a seat on your own train
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| I wanna share it only with you
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| You gotta sail on for my sweet dreamer
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| I’ll never take it away from you
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| Yeah we stand with our hands in the air
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| And we’re feelin' so good cos we care
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| And we’re freakin' about in the bush
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| Feelin' good feelin' high its a rush
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| Count me in because i don’t wanna work
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| In no place in the whole universe
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| I’m just lookin' to see what i’m missing
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| You started the riot
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| Pretty soon I’ll be blowin' to match you
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| It’s too dull and too quiet
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| I bet you talk about freedom
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| And then throw it to the sea
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| You better smile on for my sweet dreamer
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| You’ll never take it away from me
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| 'Cause we stand with our hands in the air
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| And we’re feelin' so good 'cause we care
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| And we’re freakin' about in the bush
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| Feelin' good feelin' high it’s a rush
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| I’m in because I don’t wanna work
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| In no place in the whole universe
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| Just lookin'
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| Just lookin'
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| I bet you talk about freedom
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| And then throw it to the sea
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| Smile on for my sweet dreamer
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| You’ll never take it away from me
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| Just lookin'
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| Just lookin'
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| Just lookin'
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| Just lookin' |