| I’ve found my love, way way out, on the edge of town.
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| Now join the race, I lace up my boots, i will wear them down.
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| Y’can never be sure,
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| Well, one thing’s for sure,
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| Y’can never be sure
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| If you’re right or wrong.
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| Oh i’ve, charmed my course,
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| By fate or by force,
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| I will steal my ship home.
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| With Sirens to tempt us,
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| And storms to upend us,
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| Your tempest, they swallow us whole.
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| Drifting under a dark dark night,
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| And stars are clear, they are very bright.
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| Can’t tell your left from your right,
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| Or right from wrong.
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| hmmm… hmm hmm hmm…
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| Oh I, will stand my ground,
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| with hand me downs,
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| saber-tooth scars.
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| Now circle the wagons, I round up the nights,
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| I will muster a mighty last charge
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| Y’can never be sure,
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| In your actions and words,
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| Be forgotten or heard
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| After your fire’s are all burned out. |