[Intro]
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[Estrofa]
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I took off for a weekend last month 
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Just to try and recall the whole year 
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All of the faces and all of the places 
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Wonderin' where they all disappeared 
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I didn't ponder the question too long 
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I was hungry and went out for a bite 
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Ran into a chum with a bottle of rum 
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and we wound up drinkin' all night
[Estribillo]
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It's those changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes 
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Nothing remains quite the same 
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With all of our running and all of our cunning 
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If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane
[Estrofa]
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Reading departure signs in some big airport 
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Reminds me of the places I've been 
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Visions of good times that brought so much pleasure 
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Makes me want to go back again 
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If it suddenly ended tomorrow 
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I could somehow adjust to the fall 
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Good times and riches and son of a bitches 
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I've seen more than I can recall
[Estribillo]
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These changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes 
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Nothing remains quite the same 
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Through all of the islands and all of the highlands 
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If we couldn't laugh we would all go insane
[Instrumental]
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[Estrofa]
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I think about Paris when I'm high on red wine 
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I wish I could jump on a plane 
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So many nights I just dream of the ocean 
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God, I wish I was sailin' again 
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Oh, yesterday's over my shoulder 
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So I can't look back for too long 
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There's just too much to see waiting in front of me 
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And I know that I just can't go wrong
[Estribillo]
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With these changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes 
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Nothing remains quite the same 
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With all of our running and all of my cunning 
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If I couldn't laugh, I just would go insane 
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If we couldn't laugh, we just would go insane 
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If we weren't all crazy we would go insane