| On the corner into my car
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| I drive forever never get far
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| The 45 is slowly getting loaded
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| I send another song to my star
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| California mountains in the mornin'
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| Stitch it up, and get it all
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| All along the woman’s got a want it
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| Stitch it up, and get it all
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| We all walk your pavement, get it off
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| Take more than your…
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| Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
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| A pendulum inside of my bed
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| Swingin' low, I hope to get hit
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| The overflow is slow, but not enough no
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| Another drop will never fix it
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| California mountains in the mornin'
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| Get along, and get it all
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| All along the woman’s got a want it
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| Stitch it up, and get it all
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| We all walk your pavement, get if off
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| Take more than your friends
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| If I call you lately
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| I could be your man
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| I could be your greatness
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| If I call you lately
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| I could be your man
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| Whoa whoa, whoa whoa
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| I shut it down the look in my eyes
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| Knock 'em dead a' covered in flies
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| The big sleep without a bed of roses
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| The light of day will never tell lies
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| All along the woman’s got a want it
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| Stitch it up, and get it all
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| California mountains in the mornin'
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| Stitch it up, and get it all
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| We all walk your pavement
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| Take more than your friends
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| If I call you lately
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| I could be your man
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| I could be your greatness
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| If I call you lately
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| I could be your man
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| On the river into my dock
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| I paddle throught the shadow and fog
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| To ponder all of those who came before me
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| Another piece for building my arch |