Lets Go. Lets run away, just you and me, on a night like today. I'll leave mine, you'll leave yours, they'll be in the cold time. Lets take the trail, we'll stop at that hotel, we'll decide where we want mail. I'll gather the kettle, you'll gather the wood, they'll try to mettle. And I'll close the door, you'll hang up the phone, and we'll soar, over the trees to tomorrow.
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