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We can go wherever we want
The plains, the sand, the salt, 
the dust
You can say whatever you want
I don't care, I'm already gone
We could drive a mile 
down the road
To get a drink or two, 
you know
Simple thing, 
I don't need much to like, 
I find
And I, 
and I guess I don't cry
It's a simple thing, 
we're all afraid and shy away
Now I find
I guess I don't shy
I guess I don't shy
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
I guess that I don't cry
I guess that I don't shy

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