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Every time I hear the midnight train a rollin' out to the open plain
A sense of freedom fills my veins I get the fever
Every time I sparrow flies up into the endless skies
Something down inside of me cries I get the fever
I get the fever to pack up and leave here and wander wild like the wind
This town's too full of memories of cruel love and I can't stand it seeing her with him
Every time I hear somebody say they've got lots of dust and clay
Between them and yesterday I get the fever
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I get the fever to pack up and leave here I beg many I'll do just that tomorrow
This town's too full of memories of cruel love everywhere I turn there's pain and sorrow
Every time I hear somebody say they've got lots of dust and clay
Between them and yesterday I get the fever I get the fever I get the fever
HATA BİLDİR
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