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There's something sweet about seeing the
something great about Kansas
It's like across an ocean
Like the first stars burn white
Through the swamp and of Southern night
Oh, I'll always those mornings in
California where the mountains climb so
And crash blue around you
When passed out in the van
And I'm the one driving the land
Alone in roading
Ted's out in the right next to me
drooling on his sleeve
Who ever made up skies and two of the bluest eyes
Must be some phenom
Sometimes taking off can up your eyes
To everything that lies in your
'Cause that's you miss your home
And the trees a little deader
I think getting back tonight
Would you care if I over?
I've you about three weeks now
I'm just to taste your lips
Could we stomp around your yard
And our clothes in the mud?