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Sitting under the palm trees in the shade |
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busking out to make a little money |
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we don't care if we ain't getting paid |
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it's all about our little journey |
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In our shoes are many little holes |
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in my pockets only a little money |
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but we'll take each day as it falls |
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we're gonna take another story |
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And everywhere we go |
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people always know |
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Here I come, here we go, |
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playing music on the way to Bombay |
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a perfect song, a perfect soul, |
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it's a perfect monday. |
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Feel awake feel the wind in our face |
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I'm sure my heart is in the right place |
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o-oh, o-o-oh |
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Making up a drum beat on the shore |
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the little kids are singing to the rhythm |
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so we'll keep on singing encores |
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and all we ever need we're given |
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And everywhere we go |
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people always know |
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Here I come, here we go, |
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playing music on the way to Bombay |
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a perfect song, a perfect soul, |
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it's a perfect monday. |
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Feel awake feel the wind in our face |
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I'm sure my heart is in the right place |
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o-oh, o-o-oh |
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We can't tell you what it feels like, |
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clap your hands and you'll feel alright |
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good times my bro by my side |
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having fun and enjoying our life |
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we are one family |
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we have everything we need to be happy |
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so clap your hands and sing along |
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'cause for you yeah for you is this song |
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Here I come, here we go, |
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playing music on the way to Bombay |
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a perfect song, a perfect soul, |
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it's a perfect monday. |
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Feel awake feel the wind in our face |
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I'm sure my heart is in the right place |
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o-oh, o-o-oh |
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Here I come, here we go, |
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playing music on the way to Bombay |
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a perfect song, a perfect soul, |
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it's a perfect monday. |
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Feel awake feel the wind in our face |
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I'm sure my heart is in the right place |
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o-oh, o-o-oh |