Rocket Man

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She packed my bags last night, 
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pre-flight
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Zero hour, nine a.m.
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And I'm gonna be hi -i -igh,  as
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 a kite by then
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I miss the earth so much, I miss my 
wife,
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It's lonely out in space
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On such a ti-i-imeless flight

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And I think it's gonna be a long, 
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long time
'Till touchdown brings me 'round 
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again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at 
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home
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Oh no, no, no, I'm a Rocket Man. . .
 .
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Rocket Man, burning out a fuse up 
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here alone

Gm7                           
Mars ain't the kind of place to 
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raise your kids
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In fact its cold as hell
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And there's no-one there to raise
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 them, if you did
Gm7                         
And all this science, I don't 
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understand
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It's just my job 5 days a week
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A Rocket,    ma  -an,     Rocket
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 man

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And I thing it's gonna be a long, 
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long time...