Copycats ripped off my words. Copycats ripped off my songs. Copycats ripped off my melody. It doesn't matter what they say. It doesn't matter what they do. All that matters is my relationship to you. Gonna take you out. Get you in my car. We're going for a long long drive. We're going down to A Town Called Paradise. Down where we can be free. We're gonna drink that wine. We're gonna jump for joy. In a town called Paradise. We're going up the mountainside. Child you can look for miles. And see the vision on the west. We're gonna swing round. And look from north to south. Swing round from east to west. And go round in a circle too. And we're gonna start dancing. Like we've never done before. I'm gonna take you in my arms. I'm gonna squeeze you tight. Everything will be alright. We're gonna get that squealin' feelin'. Gonna take you down to a town called Paradise. Down where we can be free. It doesn't matter what they say. It doesn't matter what they do. All that matters is my relationship to you. By the river we will linger. As we drive down to be free. We're gonna ride all night long. All along the ancient highway. Gonna be there for the mornin' comes.