When I was a young 'boy you have the sad-est face'
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One night in Mexico, we chased our memories
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It's too late to live it down, lost in another town
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Lift myself up off the ground, get back to that northern sound
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You're lost, who will find us
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Jump back, bring it back, bring it back three
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What a lonely smile, child you forgot to live
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In America they stare at ya, this is the worst it gets
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In a western town, a vista near a metaphor
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Come back or stay at home, it's a three day drive up the coast
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You're lost, who will find us
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Jump back, bring it back. bring it back three
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I was looking for an alibi
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To find some money to stay alive
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There's got to be another way
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I still see her waving...goodbye.
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Up The Coast
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West Indian Girl |