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    Roads, another nameless city, hitchikers with no money
    Well, you drive, I sit behind you, wake me when you're tired too
    Being far from usual places, leaving all the boring faces
    Destination, I don't know, 'cos all I know I've got to go

    Ain't it funny anyway, how sometimes we wanna get away

    Morning tea, aluminium spoon, evening dances under the full moon
    Two of us up on the car, laying on the roof to watch the stars

    Ain't it funny anyway, how sometimes we wanna get away
    Ain't it funny anyway, how sometimes we wanna get away

    Roads, another nameless city, hitchikers with no money
    I'm driving now, you are asleep, and I'm just about to weep
    Going back to usual places, longing for the boring faces
    Destination, I don't know and do I really want to go

    Ain't it funny anyway, how sometimes we wanna get away


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