| There’s no time to explain
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| I’m leaving on the last train
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| And heading out in grand style
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| Thinking I might be awhile
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| I’m looking out for the pearl
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| The one who’ll come to rule the world
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| She’s nineteen in blue jeans
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| Don’t even know what love may mean
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| She’s trying hard to get stoned
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| Her mind is coming undone
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| I’m looking out for the pearl
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| The one who’ll come to rule the world
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| I’m looking out for the pearl
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| Do tell how it all ends
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| Where the road forks and where the road bends
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| So heartsick I can hardly speak
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| This road will be the death of me
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| I’m looking out for the pearl
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| The one who’ll come to rule the world
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| I’m looking out for the pearl
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| Try to keep real calm, try not to shake my drinking arm
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| Try to keep real calm, try not to shake my drinking arm
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| Try to keep real calm, try not to shake my drinking arm
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| Try to keep real calm, try not to shake my drinking arm
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| Try to keep real calm, try not to shake my drinking arm
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| Try to keep real calm, try not to shake my drinking arm
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| Try to keep real calm, try not to shake my drinking arm
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| Try to keep real calm |