| I bet you’re wondering where I’ve been
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| What town I’m calling home for now
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| And just how long I’ll be there
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| Before I turn around
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| Truth is I finally found a place
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| Where I can start to plant some roots
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| Its about as close as being perfect
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| It’s got everyting but you
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| Theres a pathway to the ocean
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| A salty breeze blowin'
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| And the old man down the street makes damn good wine
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| Its got stars that shine like diamonds
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| on the black canvas behind them
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| And there’s a sun out here that seems to always shine
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| And I’ve never seen water quite so blue
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| Its got everything but you
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| Theres a taco stand down on the corner
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| Serves the best cold draft beer
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| Sometimes I order up a round
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| Pretend that you’re out here
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| And a reggae band plays every friday
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| We drink and dance into the night
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| Most folks out here think I’m a local
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| And I say that that’s about right
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| Yeah that’s about right
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| Theres a pathway to the ocean
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| A salty breeze blowin
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| And the old man down the street makes damn good wine
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| It’s got stars that shine like diamonds
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| On the black canvas behind them
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| And there’s a sun out here that seems to always shine
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| And I ain’t never seen water quite so blue
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| It’s got everything but you
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| And that’s everything to me
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| You
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| The only thing I need, yeah
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| There’s a pathway to the ocean
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| A salty breeze blowin'
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| And this old man down the street makes damn good wine
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| And I ain’t never seen water quite so blue
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| No I ain’t never seen water quite so blue
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| It’s got everything but you |