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Where's a bus that I can take
Where I can rest, my heart can break
And I won't have to fake it anymore
I said, "Babe, if we were so inclined,
Feeling like we'll lose our minds,
Pick up and leave it all behind"
I said, "Sir, I'm headed down to Pelacone...
Gonna relocate my heart, make it my own
These days it's like a tiny, little stone"
I need some sand... I need some sand
I've been away for too long... I'm going back to Pelacone
I've been away for too long... I'm going back to Pelacone
I've been away for too long... I'm going back to Pelacone
Pelacone
It was looking like her words might escape her
Out my window he was turning wood into paper
Just then her shiny car went rolling by
I caught your eye... My, oh my...
I hope that I don't let you down
In this sleepy little seaside town
Gonna get my feet back onto the ground
This gravity feels just fine
I spotted your 'help wanted' sign
Station at the end of the line
I said, "Sir, I'm headed down to Pelacone...
Gonna relocate my heart, make it my own
These days it's like a tiny, little stone"
I need some sand... I need some sand
I've been away for too long... I'm going back to Pelacone
I've been away for too long... I'm going back to Pelacone
I've been away for too long... I'm going back to Pelacone
Pelacone
I've been away for too long... I'm going back to Pelacone
I've been away for too long... I'm going back to Pelacone
I've been away for too long... I'm going back to Pelacone