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B. r. hornsby |
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Close your eyes and slip away |
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To the dream of your fancy |
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Close your eyes and float downstream |
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To where the marsh grass dances |
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Take you down where the air is thick |
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Try to make you shake and shiver |
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Make you see there will be no tricks |
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There will be no tricks tonight |
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Ther will be some tricks tonight |
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We could go down to the harbor lights |
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Lay out on the sand on the shore |
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Let me take you down to the docks at night |
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Whatever you do i'll do more |
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Take some hours and waste them away |
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Let your mind flow freely |
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Take some time and forget about time |
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You may find a little feeling |
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I can see you shining with sweat |
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Like to make you shake and shiver |
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We could feel the air so wet |
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We could feel it all tonight |
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We could feel it all tonight |
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We could go down to the harbor lights |
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Lay out on the sand on the shore |
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Let me take you down to the docks at night |
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Whatever you do i'll do more |
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Take you down where the air is thick |
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Like to make you shake and shiver |
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What i'll show you've probably seen |
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Why not come on again |
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Why not come see it again |
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We could go down to the harbor lights |
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Lay out on the sand on the shore |
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Let me take you down to the docks at night |
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Whatever you do i'll do more |
