Picture perfect a life that you saw in a magazine
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Or maybe a travelling book
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Wanted to get on that plane and fly away
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cause you are a rock star deep down inside
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You walk with a swagger, got nothin' to hide
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Cigarette in your mouth, a cuff on your jeans
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Your sideburns are perfect, you're a perfect and lean
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So you made an oil painting to inmortalize
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All of the hope and vision in your eyes
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In your leisure coat and cowboy hat
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North American records and so much to bat for
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Please bring me along
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Please bring me along
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Because I want to see everything you have to offer me
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Get a job lifting cement
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Oh it's so dry when it rains it gets wet
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And the village was great, now it's a suburb
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You left behind half of all that you had learnt
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Relearn a couple things along the way
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The thrift shop so clean all for half what you'd pay
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So you try everything on, on for size
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Drop top your Camaro and go for a ride
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Please bring me along
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Please bring me along
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Because I want to see everything you have to offer me
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And I don't mind to sit here and waste my time
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Oh but this world is not mine to define
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And I want to shine
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Please bring me along
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Please take me away
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I don't want to stay
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And I want to see everything you have to offer me
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And I want to see everything you have to offer me
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And I want to see everything you have to offer me
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I want to see everything the world has to offer me
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I want to see everything the world has to offer me
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I want to show everything I have to offer it
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I want to show everything I have to offer it now
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Picture Perfect
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| Nelly Furtado |
