I never wanted to be taken
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But now I¡¯m feeling so left out
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So I don¡¯t care where I go
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I¡¯m leaving
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Yeah, I¡¯m leaving
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Got about a half a tank left
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That could do but only if I¡¯m lucky
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But either way
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I¡¯m leaving
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Oh, I¡¯m leaving
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On my way to paradise
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A little voice says,
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¡°Don¡¯t think twice
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And don¡¯t look back if you want things to change¡±
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Ah, ah
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Guess I¡¯ll have to love you from afar, ah
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It¡¯s okay, ¡®cause all I need¡¯s my car
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Out on the road, out on the road
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Out on the road, out on the road I go
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Out on the road, out on the road
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Out on the road, out on the road
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Takes about a week to get there
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Maybe two if I stop to sleep it off
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But I can¡¯t sleep
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So I¡¯m leaving
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Yeah, I¡¯m leaving
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Keep on driving through the night
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I find myself a slice of life
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To show me that I¡¯m heading the right way
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And ah, ah
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Guess you¡¯ll have to love me from afar, ah
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It¡¯s okay, ¡®cause all I need¡¯s this car
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Out on the road, out on the road
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Out on the road, out on the road I go
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Out on the road, out on the road
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Out on the road, out on the road I go
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Out on the road, out on the road
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Out on the road, out on the road
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Out on the Road
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Norah Jones |