| Sold out Sydney, turn around
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| Roll out, we’ll be, London bound
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| I know that city, by the sound
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| But there’s thing I know, I never found
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| I seen the land, roamed the grounds
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| Of Sweeden, France, Paris town
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| You need a man to hold you down
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| I need a girl to wear the crown
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| I been around girl, you still wear the crown
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| I feel your heart like summer time
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| Cause you’re my honey sweet, sugar pie
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| I see you smiling in my mind
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| I look into your eyes, we cry the same cry
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| My anything your everything
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| You’re not easily impressed
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| I’m flying' girl you don’t know how
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| I’m high up and I can’t come down
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| I don’t believe in settling, I’m waiting for the best
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| I see you when the wheels touch down
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| Cause girl you’re gonna wear the crown
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| Now darling baby, I’ve been fine
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| (She always know when I’m lying)
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| I’m not gonna, gonna lie
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| I’ve been trying to be a hero, I’ve been trying
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| I’m bleeding heaven knows, it shows, inside |