LYRIC

I'll escape from reality
Too many years I'll travel through
To my eyes I'll always see
And in my ears will listen to

Will listen to
Ooo-oooh, ooo-oooh

Off again to somewhere new

Close the door of your new roof
And my toes and in my thies (dyen)
And to teath her when I'm here

But I'm not here in my girl's clothing
In my stereo, a view master

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