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She shone up bright like a knife 
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Wearing tennis shorts made of stripes 
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Hand in hand to the grass and we got it right 
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Got it nice, nice, nice 
       E                       A 
Just a glimpse of an ankle and I 
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React like it's 1805 
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And I'd swim to the poles just to find the right satellite 
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It'll take all of my strength to give up 

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'Cause you all know I tried 
                    G 
So forget about it, girl 
                 A 
My head's like a kite 
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When such a creature I sight 
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To town! 
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Where your feet leave no prints on the ground 
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Have I left my home just to whine in this microphone? 
        E                        A 
It gets worse every time that we talk 
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Can't afford to be just one in a flock 
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But that's your lot 
            A                      D 
When you're after such a well-made lock 
        A                          G 
Who was classically trained to give up 
  
                      A 
And my friends know I tried 
                    G 
So forget about it, girl 
                  A 
Even I don't know why 
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I can't just stay the course 
                     A 
Keep my hands on the wheel 
                    G 
Our detractors were right 
                 A 
My head's like a kite 
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'Cause all my thoughts run astray 
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And I'm a walking cliche 
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When such a creature I sight 

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I can't just stay the course 
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Keep my hands on the wheel 
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Our detractors were right 
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My head's like a kite 

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