To Let(Xavier Rudd)The sun is peakingThe sun is peering across the bayI am walkingSucking stale air on this fine dayLady squeakingLady she shuffles ten feet in frontHer pants are squeakingHer pants are squeaking as she doesI'll sit him downI'll sit him downThe sun is peering across the bayI am walkingSucking stale air on this fine dayI'll sit him downI'll sit him downWould you let me knowWould you let me goWould you let me knowWould you let me goHere don't fly away nowWould you let me knowWould you let me goWould you let me knowWould you let me goHere don't fly away now
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