Won herself a pass to some far off moon
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It was second class but what's to lose
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And looking out her window she could more than assume
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That you can't see air or time
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She's the only rocketeer in the whole damn place
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They gave her a mirror so she could talk to a face
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She still got plenty lonely but that's just the case
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With time, time, time
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Started hearing voices sometime in June
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She knew she could go crazy but didn't think that soon
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Now she doesn't feel lonely but she'd just as soon
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Try, try, try try
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Man shot to the moon
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I read a paperback and want to come home soon
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I'm shot to the moon
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Been there a half an hour, I want to come home soon
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Space Travel Is Boring
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| Modest Mouse |
