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You ask me where we're goin'? Well, I don't know |
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Let's just sit back and dig the radio |
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Now we've been friends forever, would I let you down? |
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It's time to stop and take a look around |
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And when the gears begin to grind |
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Think of all the mountains we have climbed |
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Not so long ago we were standin' still |
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And now we're rollin' down the hill, down the hill |
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I got a pack of troubles, you've got yours too |
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And we both know that that ain't nothin' new, ooh |
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So get up off your worries, roll away the stone |
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And live the life that you have never known |
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And when the gears begin to grind |
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Think of all the mountains we have climbed |
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Not so long ago we were standin' still |
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And now we're rollin' down the hill, rollin' down the hill |
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Where we going to? Rollin' down the hill |
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And when the gears begin to grind |
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Think of all the mountains we have climbed |
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Not so long ago we were standin' still |
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And now we're rollin' down the hill |
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And when the gears begin to grind |
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Think of all the mountains we have climbed |
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Not so long ago we were standin' still |
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And now we're rollin' down the hill |
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Down the hill, down the hill, ooh |
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Rollin' down the hill |
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Where, where we goin' to? Rollin' down the hill |
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Say what? Rollin' down the hill |
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Rollin' down the hill |
