Lyrics
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Gonna
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put
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the
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world
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away
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for
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a
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minute,
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pretend
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I
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don't
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live
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in
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it.
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Sunshine's
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gonna
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wash
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my
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blues
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away.
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Had
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sweet
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love
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but
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I
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lost
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it.
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She
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got
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too
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close
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so
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fought
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her.
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Now
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I'm
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lost
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in
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the
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world
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trying
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to
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find
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me
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a
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better
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way.
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Wishin'
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Lyrics
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I
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was
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knee
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deep
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in
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the
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water
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somewhere,
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got
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the
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blue
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sky
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breeze
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and
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it
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don't
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seem
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fair.
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Only
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worry
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in
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the
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world
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is
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the
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tide
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gonna
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reach
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my
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chair.
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Sunshine
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there's
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a
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fire
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in
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the
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sky,
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never
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been
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so
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happy,
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never
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felt
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so
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high,
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and
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I
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think
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Lyrics
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I
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might
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have
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found
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me
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my
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own
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kind
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of
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paradise.
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Wrote
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a
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note
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said
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"Be
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back
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in
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a
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minute."
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Bought
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a
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boat
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and
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I
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sailed
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off
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in
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it.
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Don't
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think
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anybody's
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gonna
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miss
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me
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anyway.
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Mind
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on
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a
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permanent
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vacation,
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the
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ocean
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is
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my
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only
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medication.
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Wishin'
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my
|
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condition
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ain't
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ever
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gonna
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go
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away.
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'Cause
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now
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I'm
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knee
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deep
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in
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the
|
water
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somewhere,
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got
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the
|
blue
|
sky
|
breeze
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blowin'
|
wind
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through
|
my
|
hair.
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Only
|
worry
|
in
|
the
|
world
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is
|
the
|
tide
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gonna
|
reach
|
my
|
chair.
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Sunrise,
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there's
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a
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fire
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in
|
the
|
sky,
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never
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been
|
so
|
happy
|
|
Lyrics
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never
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felt
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so
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high,
|
and
|
I
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think
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I
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might
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have
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found
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me
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my
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own
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kind
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of
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paradise.
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This
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champagne
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shore
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washing
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over
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me.
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It's
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a
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sweet,
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sweet
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life
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living
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by
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the
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salty
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sea.
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One
|
day
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you
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could
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be
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as
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lost
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as
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me.
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Change
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your
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geography
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maybe
|
you
|
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Lyrics
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might
|
be
|
knee
|
deep
|
in
|
the
|
water
|
somewhere,
|
got
|
the
|
blue
|
sky
|
breeze
|
blowing
|
wind
|
through
|
my
|
hair.
|
Only
|
worry
|
in
|
the
|
worry
|
in
|
the
|
world
|
is
|
the
|
tide
|
gonna
|
reach
|
my
|
chair.
|
Sunrise,
|
there's
|
a
|
fire
|
in
|
the
|
sky,
|
never
|
been
|
so
|
happy
|
never
|
felt
|
|
Lyrics
|
high,
|
and
|
I
|
think
|
I
|
might
|
have
|
found
|
me
|
my
|
own
|
kind
|
of
|
paradise.
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Come
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on
|
in;
|
the
|
water,
|
it's
|
nice.
|
Find
|
yourself
|
a
|
little
|
slice.
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Grab
|
a
|
backpack
|
of
|
lies.
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You
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never
|
know
|
until
|
you
|
try.
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When
|
you
|
lose
|
yourself,
|
you
|
find
|
the
|
key
|
to
|
paradise.
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(Try to choose songs without swear words)