| Hey mama, it’s a long long way
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| To your borderland home where the butterflies play all day.
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| Yeah it’s a long long way
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| And I’m awful hungry you know
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| I could almost eat my words
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| I said I’d give up my vacation
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| To take you right across the nation
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| And your Mother thinks I’m crazy too
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| I’ll tell you what I think we should do.
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| Why don’t we pull in at the half way hotel
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| I long for service at the ring of a bell
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| And we could sleep in late
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| Hey your Mummy and your Daddy can wait.
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| And if we pull in at the halfway hotel
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| Why they’re so discreet and I know only too well
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| You won’t get home again
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| No it aint home but you’ll be welcome to stay.
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| You’ll be amazed to see the people who you thought so swell
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| Sipping back the moselle
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| And life is so hard on a credit card
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| It almost over, at the halfway hotel.
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| Hey mama, can you feel the heat
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| My radiator’s all dry
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| And we’re the only fools left in the street
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| But sure I think you’re sweet.
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| But I aint no hero you know
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| You been mixing me up with those men in that slush
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| You fill your mind with all that comic book stuff
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| And it’s your imagination, playing little tricks on you
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| But at least i think I know what to do.
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| Why don’t we pull in at the half way hotel
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| I long for service at the ring of a bell
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| And we could sleep in late
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| Hey your Mummy and your Daddy can wait.
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| And if we pull in at the halfway hotel
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| Why they’re so discreet and I know only too well
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| You won’t get home again
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| No it aint home but you’ll be welcome to stay.
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| You’ll be amazed to see the people who you thought so swell
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| Sipping back the moselle
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| And life is so hard on a credit card
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| It almost over, at the halfway hotel. |