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SINGER: Trip Shakespeare
SONG:Bachelorette
Hey (hey-hey-hey) Up above our nation there's a field of stars and i know you want to fly there far from your rusted out car So you search the neighborhood actually the neighborhood bar and you try to be gentle with the mortal men we are Look at you lonely lady tired of the nightclub yet? Hey (hey-hey-hey) bachelorette hey (hey-hey-hey) bachelorette All across our nation ocean blue to ocean green women come down from misty mountains just to bring me to my knees None of these lonely ladies realize what they met Hey (hey-hey-hey) bachelorette hey (hey-hey-hey) bachelorette Up above your table a star called lonely me and the clock above the bar there approaching that fateful three Up above our nation look at your sexy stars they would never take the time now to shine upon your rusted out car All you lonely ladies looking for capulets Hey (hey-hey-hey) bachelorette hey (hey-hey-hey) bachelorette hey (hey-hey-hey) bachelorette
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