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Flyin' me back to Memphis |
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Gotta find my Daisy Jane |
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Well the summer's gone |
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And I hope she's feelin' the same |
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Well I left her just to roam the city |
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Thinkin' it would ease the pain |
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I'm a crazy man |
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And I'm playin' my crazy game, game |
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Does she really love me? |
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I think she does |
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Like the stars above me, I know because |
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When the sky is bright |
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Everything's alright |
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Flyin' me back to Memphis |
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Honey keep the oven warm |
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All the clouds are clearin' |
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And I think we're over the storm |
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Well I've been pickin' it up around me |
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Daisy I think I'm sane |
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Well I'm awful glad |
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And I guess you're really to blame, blame |
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Do you really love me? |
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I hope you do |
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Like the stars above me, how I love you |
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When it's cold at night |
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Everything's all right |
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Does she really love me? |
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I think she does |
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Like the stars above me, I know because |
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When the sky is bright |
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Everything's alright |
