(Cyndi Thomson/Chris Waters/Tommy Lee James)
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My world is one long hot day in Georgia
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Till the moon shines through the pines
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And my world is sweet as the honeysuckle
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Hanging from the vine
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What's it like in your world baby
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Won't you let me in
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What's it like in your world baby
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Maybe our world's can meet again
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You drove through town on your way to somewhere
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Just like everybody does
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You stopped for gas and bag o' peaches
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And we talked just long enough
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What's it like in your world baby
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Won't you let me in
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What's it like in your world baby
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Maybe our world's can meet again
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I wanna go where I've never been
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Let the wind blow through my hair
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I wanna know what it's like to take a road
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Just because it's there
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My world turns slow as molasses
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And you drove away so fast
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You disappeared down route eighty-seven
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Where there ain't no coming back
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What's it like in your world baby
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Won't you let me in
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What's it like in your world baby
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Maybe our world's can meet again
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My World
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| Cyndi Thomson |
