(Quatro/Tuckey)
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Float down the Avenue
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Float on eight miles high
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Space cadets gonna fly on down that
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Red ribboned sky
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Singing oh, singing oh
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Where do we belong
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Where did we go wrong
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Golden dreams in Silver spoons
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Give us anything our hearts desire
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Plastic suns I see paper moons
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Well I guess I must be on fire
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Singing oh, singing oh
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Where do we belong
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Where did we go wrong
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Bright is the A.M. light gonna shine
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So crystal clear
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A vision so suddenly
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Then softly disappeared
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Singing oh, singing oh
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Where do we belong
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Where did we go wrong
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Float on those space cadets
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Ya gotta face those space cadets
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Space Cadets
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| Suzi Quatro |
