Rocket Man

	  		
 

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She packed my bags last night, pre-flight    

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Zero hour, nine a.m.  

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And I'm gonna be hi -i -igh,  as a kite by then  

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I miss the earth so much, I miss my wife,  

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It's lonely out in space  

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On such a ti-i-imeless flight  

 

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And I think it's gonna be a long, long time  

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'Till touchdown brings me 'round again to find  

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I'm not the man they think I am at home  

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Oh no, no, no, I'm a Rocket Man. . . .  

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Rocket Man, burning out a fuse up here alone  
 


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Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids  

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In fact its cold as hell  

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And there's no-one there to raise them, if you did  

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And all this science, I don't understand   

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It's just my job 5 days a week  

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A Rocket,    ma  -an,     Rocket man  

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And I thing it's gonna be a long, long time...  

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