The west, the warm, the sunny south
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I see it's full of ancients
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For call the space between the crave
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That sound of road to me too
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[Chorus]
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There's someone here who laughs too hard at everything
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There's someone here who laughs too hard at everything
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You say isn't it hard?
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Paddling out, paddling out
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You say isn't it hard?
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Paddling out, paddling out
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For out to London, maintain crowd around here for the weekend
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We hide to take us close before
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The sun is gone completely
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I used to lie thinking clouds aside here and which was dust
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I lie as I throw myself out in the shower cold and thin
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[Chorus]
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There's someone here who laughs too hard at everything
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There's someone here who laughs too hard at everything
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You say isn't it hard?
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Paddling out, paddling out
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You say isn't it hard?
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Paddling out, paddling out
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You say isn't it hard?
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Paddling out, paddling out
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You say isn't it hard?
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Paddling out, paddling out
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Paddling Out
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Miike Snow |