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ATLANTA |
(Speer/Weinsberg) |
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Years ago I went to see a southern jewel |
live was sparkling at this place |
at the airport the train it told me what to do |
and the bevy machine was quite polite |
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I really loved the wonders of this place |
like wild life at Big Heart Park |
romancing in the streets in a coach was a thrill |
darwinism striked me in search of some food |
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I will |
get back |
to the place I love |
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How I love you, oh yes I do |
how I love you, Atlanta, town of my dreams |
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My blue motel it was providing peace and rest |
with twelve tracks at my ear |
glowing signs say that they were recommended |
through the last two hundred years |
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I will |
get back |
to the place I love |
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How I love you, oh yes I do |
how I love you, Atlanta, town of my dreams |
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SOLO |
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How I love you, oh yes I do |
how I love you, Atlanta, town of my dreams |
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