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I have got this kind of lust

This wanderlust

It is telling me to go

So I must go

It’s calling, calling

I must answer

It’s calling, calling

I must answer

I can’t control this lust

This wanderlust

It is telling me to go

So I must

It’s calling, calling

I must answer

It’s calling, calling

I must answer

Four, three, two, one

I’ve got the van parked out front

Wake up, let’s go quietly

We won’t tell anybody

This fever has a name

It’s wanderlust

It is telling me to go

So I must go

Nothing can stop me

I am free

Nothing can stop me

Salt water

Red boulder

White sand

Black sky

Salt water

Red boulder

Drive, drive, drive, drive

Run while you still can

Jump while you still can

Swim while you still can

Climb while you still can

I want to get a motorcycle

And ride through Mexico

I want to feel the desert heat

I want to sleep beneath the trees

La la la la la la la…

It’s calling, calling

I must answer

This fever in my brain is wanderlust

It is telling me to go

So I must

It’s calling, calling

I must answer

It’s calling, calling

I must answer

I feel it in my blood

I feel it in my bones

There’s places I must go

I must go

Nothing can stop me

I am free

Nothing can stop me