Time for the traveling man to move on over.
Hopping on that plane and following the tracks up and through an Apple. The big apple. I'll be painting the streets with kisses. Maybe I'll plant a tree at the park, or help a homeless kitten. Whatever happens I'm packing my bags and marching off for a few months.
Cant wait to see my friends and family.
Miami I love ya but your bringin me down.
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