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Here by the sea and sand |
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Nothing ever goes as planned, |
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I just couldn't face going home |
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It was just a drag on my own. |
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They finally threw me out |
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My mom got drunk on stout, |
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My dad couldn't stand on two feet, |
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As he lectured about morality, |
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Well now I guess the families complete, |
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With me hanging round on the street |
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Or here on the beach. |
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The girl I love |
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Is a perfect dresser |
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Wears every fashion |
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Gets it to the tee |
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Heavens above |
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Ooo I got to match her |
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I know where she wants her man to be |
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Leave it to me. |
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My jacket's gonna be cut slim and checked |
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Maybe a touch seersucker with an open neck |
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I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat |
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In my wartime coat in the wind and sleet. |
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I see her dance |
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Across the ballroom |
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UV light making star shine on her smile |
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I am the face |
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Mmm she has to know me |
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I'm dressed up better than anyone within a mile. |
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Ohh, Ah |
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So how come the other cats look much better? |
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Without a penny to spend they dress to the letter |
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How come the girls all come on oh so cool |
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Yet when you meet 'em, every one's a fool? |
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Come sleep on the beach |
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Keep within my reach |
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I'm feeling high with you near |
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I just want to die with you hear |
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I'm wet and I'm cold |
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But thank God I ain't old |
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Why didn't I say what I mean? |
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Oh I should have split home at fifteen |
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There's a story that the grass is so green |
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What did I see? |
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Where have I been? |
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Nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand. |
