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I could quit this job and sail down to the Cayman's,|Find an easy gig strumming this guitar,|Drinking whiskey,|And watching pretty women, |Putting 10s and 20s in my jar.||Buy a ticket on WestJet, |Out to phoenix,|Try to find myself in that desert air,|I point a rusty car at the blue pacific, |Maybe stumble across another broken heart out there.||I'd be better off in love,|So right baby,|Holding someone sweetly in my arms,|Instead of letting these memories,|Drive me crazy,|Wondering where on earth you are,|In a perfect sunset, |I miss your touch,|If you weren't so right,|It wouldn't hurt so much.||I'd be better off in love,|Better off in love.||I could fix my jeep and drive it out to Jasper,|Build a little cabin on some higher ground,|They say the sky out there it goes on forever,|And there's nothing for me here in this old town. ||I'd be better off in love,|So right baby,|Holding someone sweetly in my arms,|Instead of letting these memories,|Drive me crazy,|Wondering where on earth you are,|All day and night I still dream about us,|If you weren't so right, |It wouldn't hurt so much.||I'd be better off in love|Better off in love, ||I'd be better off in love, |Better off in love,|Yeah I'd be better| off in love. ||||