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Cause I love being here with you I love the East, I love the West North and South, their both the best But I only want go there as a guest I love the sea, I love the shore I love the rocks and what is more You and they never be a bore Singing in the

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Smooth operator, smooth operator No need to ask, he's a smooth operator Smooth operator Coast to coast, LA to Chicago, western male Across the north and south, to Key Largo, love for sale Diamond life, lover boy He move in space with minimum waste and

Cause I love being here with you I love the East, I love the West North and South, their both the best But I only want go there as a guest I love the sea, I love the shore I love the rocks and what is more You and they never be a bore Singing in the

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North of heaven, south of Santa Fe Somewhere north of heaven Where eagles fear to fly Where the sun burns hot as the devil's gate The desert meets the sky Tattooed on my memory is the image of an angel's face Where the rain don't fall and the grass don't

Oh things ain't what they used to be, no no Whoa, ah, mercy mercy me Where did all the blue skies go? Poison is the wind that blows from the north and south and east Whoa mercy, mercy me, Oil wasted on the oceans and upon our seas, fish full of mercury

It's all the same to me Yeah baby if you leave Girl, you can head North, South, East or West Which way you go, I couldn't care less It doesn't matter, if this is where You want to be You can take the couch, you can take the chair It makes no difference,