Dream Life Of Rand Mcnally(Chords)

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Who is he, Mr. Rand Mcnally? 
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I had I dream that mystery was me. Now who else could I be? 
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I dreamed I went to England and met the spice girls there for tea 

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They lost one more they're down from four to my favorite number 
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three 
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But they're still quite spicy as the orange flavor 
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And oh so nice to do me the favor and lick my icing under the 

table now 
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But I gotta leave town mr. Nally, just as scary spice was about 
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to go down on me 
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And don't ask how mr. Nally and give up the towel mr. Nally and 
C#m  F# 
run' 

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I dreamed I went to Singapore got bored and robbed a liquor 
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store 
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What for? Nobody knows I only took a couple of Marlboros 
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Oh but that was all they needed and the criminal was soon 
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defeated 
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And now in jail I'm waiting for my punishment of caining 
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So I gotta think fast mr nally watch your ass, wake up and laugh 
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and run 
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Better Mr run, mr rand, mr mac, mr nally 
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Mr run, mr man, you got the knack for the rally' And run' 

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I had a chance to visit the north pole but it was way too cold 
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to smoke 
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Oh my nose was freezing I should could use some coughing and 

wheezing 
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So I tried it anyway and the place went up in flames 
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How was I suppose to know you could catch fire to the snow 
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Oh lord way to go mr nally, way to go, now you're melting the 
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poles mr nally so run. 

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I jumped ship in NYC and headed south to Washington DC 
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Didn't think I'd go there but played some shows there fancy 
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lucky me 
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But it is really slow there with our new president on TV 
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Too many politicians and liberal Christians they're all set out 
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for me 
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Singing cast your vote mr nally, castrate your vote, no you 
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don't, just run' 

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I thumbed a ride across the prairie, I got hitched in Vegas, 
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yep, I got married 
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To a lady who loved me she thought it's be funny to gamble all 

my money 
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And I got stranded without my clothes, a little bit of fear and 
         E          G#m 
loathing heart attack 
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I got chased by the rat pack once in a flashback. Singing viva 
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Las Vegas' 

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I settled down in san diego and smoked a joint with java joe 
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And with a grin he took me in spilling coffee on his chin 
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And I played my show there and I met my bro's there 
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And with my throw pillow they kindly let me make my bed there 
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There's one more thing before I go there's never been any place 
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like this home, and once in a lifetime maybe I'll be foolish not to stay
	        

Written by Jason Mraz