Try Jamaica
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(I) think they'll take you
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Honolulu
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How do you do?
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I'll make a quick stop
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My fair-lady pill pop
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Before catching the bus to good lord knows where's what
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(Catch me)
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falling out of line
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I'm calling upon North Carolina to help me out here
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Salad nicoise
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Good to meet you
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Carcasonne hon'
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Stands next to no one
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The rake at the door has been taking a tour
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Of this tar (and) feather land and good lord knows
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that I am now
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Falling out of line
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I'm calling upon North Carolina to help me out here
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Yankee go
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Yankee go home
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The gas prices are getting higher
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As the rain falls upon dry land
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Yankee go home
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Senses burn man
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when the deck-hand
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Plays a flute which
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Reminds me of you oh
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But there's a land in the distance that might have some patience
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And girls who are singing of strangers and sailors
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There are gunfights
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There are neckties
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A little history
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A little sunlight
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Alright
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Yankee go home
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Papa said
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Papa said
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Pa said get used to it
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Pa said get used to it
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Pa said it gets so goddamn hard but I get used to it
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Pa said get used to it
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Yankee Go Home
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Clap Your Hands Say Yeah |