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I used to sit for hours in my room Making music just because that's what I love to do Now I have to Now so much is different I don't understand Now all I hear is radio spins and what kid in place Can it be fun again? Like it was back in New Orleans The place where I know what it all means I had dreams in New Orleans I done care what people thought of my songs Yes I think it's time to go back home 'Cause all my soul's lost and it's been too long
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