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Just layin' with my lady on a houseboat in the sun |
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Can't hear the city hummin', and I'm feelin' good |
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With a belly full of oysters and some white wine on the ice, |
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I've got that laid back lovin' feeling - it's really nice |
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What I call Hawkesbury River lovin', good Aussie wine |
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Workin' hard at bein' lazy, no bait on the line |
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My kind of paradise, a river honeymoon |
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Just layin' with my lady on a houseboat in the sun |
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Well I know I should be out there. . .searchin' for a job. . . |
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I could try a pick 'n shovel. . .but what the hell. . . |
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Why can't I be born again and come back as a swan. . . |
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Head up north for the winter. . .and back again. . .to find some |
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Hawkesbury River Lovin', good Aussie wine |
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Workin' hard at bein' lazy, no bait on the line |
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My kind of paradise, a river honeymoon |
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Just layin' with my lady on a houseboat in the sun |
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And I know you don't mind how many times I say 'I love you', |
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As long as you can stay around for more |
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What I call Hawkesbury River Lovin', good Aussie wine |
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Workin' hard at bein' lazy, no bait on the line |
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My kind of paradise, a river honeymoon |
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Just layin' with my lady on a houseboat in the sun |
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Layin' with my lady on a houseboat in the sun... |
