| I can tell by the look that’s in your eyes
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| And I’m not surprised
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| You got to move on like the sun got to rise
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| I’m just holdin' you down
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| But the universe is calling you
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| You are one of chosen fews
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| You got to pay your dues
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| Me and the baby gonna miss you
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| I see your smile in her face
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| I only wish we were with you now
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| It’s a lonely, lonely place
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| But the universe is calling you
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| You are one of chosen fews
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| You got to pay your dues
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| Hey, pack’d my bags, put 'em at the door
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| Hey, pack’d my bags, put 'em at the door
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| Hey, pack’d my bags, put 'em at the door
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| I know you’ll make it
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| You deserve it, you know you do
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| The blues, you’ll shake it
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| I’ll, I’ll focus our view
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| Oh, don’t let them change you
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| Come like thieves in the night
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| Oh, dont' let them rearrage you, boy
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| You’ve got to do what’s right
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| But the universe is calling you
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| You are one of chosen fews
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| You got to pay your dues
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| Hey, pack’d my bags, put 'em at the door
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| Hey, pack’d my bags, put 'em at the door
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| Hey, pack’d my bags, put 'em at the door
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| Once a month, each time you say
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| Goin' away, oh
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| I don’t wanna see you go
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| No no no no no no no no no no
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| Oh you, you’ve got to make it
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| You’ve got to make it, boy
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| Go on now |