09.- U.F.O.

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Lord I don't know which way I am going

Which way river the gonna flow

It's just seems that upstream, I keep rowing

Still got such a long way to go

Then that light, it's your eye

I move, I swim,

And found somewhere the streets are made of gold

But it's fly, split the skies

But that's all right, sometimes, somewhere I'm streaming to the holes

Oooohhh ooooohh

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