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Boys and girls in cars.
Dogs and birds on lawns.
From here I touch the sun.
Yeah Yeah
Put your jackets on.
I feel wierd being born.
The tropic of capricorn is below.
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Bridge
We stahl above the pole.
Still your face is young.
As we feel our wieght return.
Yeah Yeah
A trail of shooting stars.
The horses call the storm.
Because the air contains the charge.
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Drum solo
The radio is on.
And houston knows the score.
Can't you feel it we're almost home.
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Bridge
The crew campartment is breaking up.
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