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Sebastian |
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I woke up this mornin, looked around my four walls |
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And a dream told me you aint happy at all |
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I packed up my bags, I took my last look and then |
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Look out, pretty mom, Im on the road again |
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Im on the road again |
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(Just as sure as youre born) |
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Im on the road again |
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(Just as sure as youre born) |
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Look out, pretty mom, Im on the road again |
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I ran home last night to get my dinner hot |
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I pulled on my door and found the door was locked |
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I jumped through the window and believe it or not |
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She had not even put my dinner in the pot |
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Ive never been evil and Ive never been sly |
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But if I sit some place and let the time roll by |
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I start to get restless, pack my bags up and then |
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Look out pretty mom, Im on the road again |
