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Just a semi-normal person, thought he had the future planned, 
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Then he won some silly sweepstakes, now he had a hundred grand. 
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Never stopped to think of taxes, he was gone before they knew, 
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With a flare for old romantics, to the Orient he flew. 
 
When they fueled in Pa-pay-a-tay placed a call to big Mamu 
With an honest explanation, just to tell the whole damn truth. 
Its his one chance in a million, to deny the simple fact. 
was no use to talk it over, he'd be home when he got back. 
 
 
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Now he's somewhere over china, looking down on all the trails 
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On a mountain looking back at him is a real life fairy tale. 
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Put a little distance between causes and effects                                                      
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Like a day old fortune cookie asking who or what comes next. 
 
 
What the hell did Marco Polo think when he ran into the wall,  
Or those crazy Flying Tigers doing spins and loops and stalls. 
Just a taste for something different, perking up a boring day. 
Now our man from Louisiana feels exactly the same way. 
 
They're all somewhere over china, Shanghai or old Peking. 
On a plane or a boat, in an envelope, real adventure has its ring. 
Just to put a little distance between fact and fantasy, 
Like an ancient fortune teller knowin who and what will be 
 
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How I would love to drive the shuttle just to feel the engine's roar, 
And to operate the lever that controls the payload door. 
I would buzz the Himalayas, barrel roll above Hong Kong. 
Set her down in San Fransisco to the clanging of a gong. 
 
We're all somewhere over China, heading east or heading west. 
Taking time to live a little, flying so far from the nest. 
Put a little distance between fact and fantasy 
Still ten thousand miles away from where I'd really rather be