Flyin' east on a plane
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Drinkin' all that free champagne
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I guess I saw this comin' down the line
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And I know it should be fun
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But I think I should've packed my gun
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Got that old suburban showdown in my mind
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Sit around with the folks
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Tell the same old tired jokes
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Bored to death on Sunday afternoon
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Mom and Dad, me and you
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And the outdoor barbecue
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Think I'm gonna hide out in my room
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I've been gone for a while
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Made some changes in my style
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And they say you can't go home anymore
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Well the streets all look the same
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And I'll have to play the game
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We'll all sit around in the kitchen chairs
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With the TV on and the neighbors there
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Out in the yard
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Where my Daddy worked so hard
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He never lets the crab grass grow too high
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Oh, the place hasn't changed
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And that's why I'm gonna feel so strange
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But I'll have to face the music bye and bye
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I've been gone for a while
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Made some changes in my style
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And they say you can't go home anymore
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Well the streets all look the same
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And I'll have to play the game
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We'll all sit around in the kitchen chairs
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With the TV on and the neighbors there
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Drive into town
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When this big bird touches down
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I'm only comin' home to say goodbye
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Then I'm gone with the wind
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And I won't be seen again
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Till that great suburban showdown in the sky
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Till that great suburban showdown in the sky
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The Great Suburban Showdown
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| Billy Joel |
