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Sitting by a lonely |
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Kansas road |
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A car goes rushing by |
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At the rate of one an hour |
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Want a lift into the nearest town |
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And judging by the sky |
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We're heading for a shower |
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Ooh, ooh, ooh... |
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I'm a half a million miles from home |
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Hey there, man |
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Don't step upon the gas |
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There's room enough inside |
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And I'm very tired of walking |
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I don't wanna do you any harm |
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I just wanna get a ride |
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And I'm very good at talking |
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Ooh, ooh, ooh... |
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I'm a half a million miles from home |
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Now the telegraph begins to hum |
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There's a message on the wire |
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An electric conversation |
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Well, ain't that life |
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I'm saying to myself |
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There's an awful lot of words |
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But there's no communication |
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Ooh, ooh, ooh... |
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I'm a half a million miles from home |
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Ooh, ooh, ooh... |
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I'm a half a million miles from home |
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Ooh, ooh, ooh... |
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I'm a half a million miles from home |
