Man muss hässliche Autos mit Hilfe schöner Musik verkaufen: Everybody's talking at me. / I don't hear a word they're saying, / Only the echoes of my mind. / People stopping staring, / I can't see their faces, / Only the shadows of their eyes. // I'm going where the sun keeps shining / Thru' the pouring rain, / Going where the weather suits my clothes, / Backing off of the North East wind, / Sailing on summer breeze / And skipping over the ocean like a stone. // I'm going where the sun keeps shining / Thru' the pouring rain, / Going where the weather suits my clothes, / Backing off of the North East wind, / Sailing on summer breeze / And skipping over the ocean like a stone
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