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Betty Grable on the wall keeps my cabin warm |
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From Casablanca down to Rio, she won't feel the storm |
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I only joined the fleet for places and girls I hadn't see |
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I didn't think of all the lonely nights we spend between |
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(Chorus): |
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Blue desert, blue desert |
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Wish that I was far away from this blue desert |
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My only oasis is the bright harbour town |
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But they're just distant places and |
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I never know where I'm bound |
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Gazing out my porthole view in hopes of sighting land |
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But just another blue horizon hides the burning sand |
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I should have stayed behind wherever the girls were good to me |
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Instead of turning back again to face that lonely sea |
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(Repeat chorus twice) |
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Blue desert |
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Blue desert |
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Blue desert |
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Hmmmmmmmmmmm. |
