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Evening, porch swing, we love to watch it rain |
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To some folks, it ain't much, but we think we've got it made |
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Some people dream about streets paved with gold |
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Only to find a yellow brick road, we know the way that story goes |
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Here under the rainbow people pass us by |
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We laugh at the way they laugh at you and |
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IThe world is spinning around and around |
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Everybody's lookin' for higher ground |
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But here under the rainbow dreams fall from the sky |
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From the sky |
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We've got an old car with spare parts and a broken radio |
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So many back seat memories we just can't let it go |
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Sometimes we like to take it out |
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Give the neighbors somethin' to talk about movin' as slow as the law allows |
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Here under the rainbow people pass us by |
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And we laugh at the way they laugh at you and |
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IThe world is spinning around and around |
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Everybody's lookin' for higher ground |
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But here under the rainbow dreams fall from the sky |
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From the sky |
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Some people dream about streets paved with gold |
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Only to find a yellow brick road, we know the way that story goes |
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Here under the rainbow people pass us by |
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And we laugh at the way they laugh at you and |
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IThe world is spinning around and around |
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Everybody's lookin' for higher ground |
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But here under the rainbow dreams fall from the sky |
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From the sky |
