I shot the glass
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And I cleaned the table
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And I went to water as soon as I was able
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Bone - tickled by those crazy Africans
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Woke up early you know
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I was dreaming you know
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I was flying woods and cities teeming
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Bone - tickled by those crazy Africans
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There's them old four seasons crying
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Up ahead there's something flying
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Five miles closer to the sun
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Check the gas
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And I wiped the window
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And I watched a township burn into a cinder
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Bone - tickled by those crazy Africans
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To the sun
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You only see from above and want to show it
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You say your lucky in love and don't you know it ~ x 2
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I shot the glass
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And I cleaned the table
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And I went to water as soon as I was able
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Bone - tickled by those crazy Africans
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Woke up early you know
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Thought I was dying you know
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Over rivers and diocese I'm flying
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Bone - tickled by those crazy Africans
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( Bone - tickled by those crazy Africans )
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Five miles closer to the sun
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Bone - tickled by those crazy Africans
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( Bone - tickled by those crazy Africans )
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Five miles closer to the sun
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Bone - tickled by those crazy Africans
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Five Miles Closer To The Sun
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| James Reyne |
