Happy days are home Happy days are home
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Happy days are home it don¡¯t matter where you go,
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Happy days are home happy days are home,
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Happy days are home and everybody knows
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The sunrise beauty, the beauty sunrise,
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the beautiful city and the people
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Inside, I love this vibe the one I get
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when I pass by everysingle Tanzanian dude
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I've met, the beach and trees and
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the breeze we get when flip flops, flop
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Everywhere I step,
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I cruise to the beach with a v-neck set
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and the sun roofs open
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Cause I¡¯m soaked in sweat,
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this country of black and blue yellow green, is the
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Prettiest of places I¡¯ve ever seen,
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keen so I dream that I¡¯ll be back soon, as I day
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Dream staring at a London moon,
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out in the cold, I do love this snow,
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And though I'm in a city that I do not know,
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you see my friends are my family so
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This is home yeah yeah this is home (they say)
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Happy days are home Happy days are home
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Happy days are home it don¡¯t matter where you go,
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Happy days are home happy days are home,
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Happy days are home and everybody knows
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The sunlight dims, the clouds come in,
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the weatherman says ther's some gale force
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Winds, it might come true it might just change the weather
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in the UK is so damn
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Strange, some days sunny and some days snow,
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some days you get the weather
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All in one go, rain and lightning you might find frightening,
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but these are parts
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That I find exciting ,
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London sights look great at night and
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the weathers as excuse
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just to cuddle her tight, black cab,
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go straight to the pub, to watch a game of
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Football the English love,
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the cinema Piccadilly circus clubs, with him and her
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Or if you prefer, you could take the tube to Westminster,
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keep an underground map
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to know where you are (they say)
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Happy days are home Happy days are home
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Happy days are home it don¡¯t matter where you go,
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Happy days are home happy days are home,
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Happy days are home and everybody knows
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New york cities on the New york cats
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so I ain't ever have to mention that on the track,
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I¡¯ve lived in many places but got one home,
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zero, zero, two five, five on my phone,
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This is the code that I need to dial,
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to ring up mama when I need to smile, or need
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To get away or just say hey, sometimes I ring my dad
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when I got nothing to say,
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It just make me feel like my family's close and
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its no secrect that my country's broke,
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Their smile is their food for soul,
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and so we smile at each other just to fill they bowl,
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Kids still play though I see thers a difference
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when I look how kids be living in
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England, if you're the citizen of some place different yea,
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then you know
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there's a difference
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Happy days are home Happy days are home
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Happy days are home it don¡¯t matter where you go,
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Happy days are home happy days are home,
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Happy days are home and everybody knows
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Happy Days Are Home (Prod. by Ema The Kid)
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| DJ AKI |