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SOOOOOOON.
D Oh, Barnett Hill, your family began.
This little story, long time
G ago.
_ _ _ _ Stop.
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D _ to pretend, stop pretending.
It seems this fever simply never _
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D Oh, if the sun's sun isn't burnin' in my blood.
I just can't help it.
Don't want you here right now,
G let me _ go _ .
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Leaving _
D this in _ time, _ _ standing
Em for a _ while _ .
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F# Rollin' in the ocean, _ _ tryin'
A to catch her _ eyes _ .
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D It's _ easy, _ really
Em just a flea swing _ .
Tomorrow
F#m will be different, _ _ so I'll
A pretend I'm leaving.
I'll _ _ .
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D _ _ be treated like an idiot, I'll be too happy to stay.
My vision's clear now, but I'm
G out of _ breath _ _ .
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D _ Hidin' on the seas, but I'mma feel the breeze.
Too many _ varieties.
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Oh,
D if the sun's sun isn't burnin' in my blood.
I just can't help it.
Don't want you here right
G now, let me go _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ Leaving _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
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D this in time, _ _ standing
Em for a while _ _ .
Rollin' in
F#m the ocean, _ _ tryin' to
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Word got and
D say it's _ easy, really
Em just a flea swing _ _ .
Tomorrow
F#m will be different, _ it isn't
A what I'm leaving _ _ _ _ .
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