Copycats ripped off my words
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Copycats ripped off my songs
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Copycats ripped off my melody
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It doesn't matter what they say
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It doesn't matter what they do
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All that matters is my relationship to you
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Gonna take you out
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Get you in my car
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We're going for a long long drive
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We're going down to A Town Called Paradise
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Down where we can be free
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We're gonna drink that wine
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We're gonna jump for joy
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In a town called Paradise
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We're going up the mountainside
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Child you can look for miles
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And see the vision on the west
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We're gonna swing round
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And look from north to south
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Swing round from east to west
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And go round in a circle too
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And we're gonna start dancing
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Like we've never done before
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I'm gonna take you in my arms
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I'm gonna squeeze you tight
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Everything will be alright
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We're gonna get that squealin' feelin'
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Gonna take you down to a town called Paradise,
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Down where we can be free
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It doesn't matter what they say
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It doesn't matter what they do
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All that matters is my relationship to you
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By the river we will linger
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As we drive down to be free
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We're gonna ride all night long
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All along the ancient highway
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Gonna be there for the mornin' comes
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A Town Called Paradise
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Van Morrison |