| Verse 1: Cruisin' on a sand dune listenin' to the sea,
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| Thinkin' Â bout the Gal who I thought belonged to me
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| Then near my sand dune I hear a distant beat
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| I threw my eyes at what looked like a bottle on the beach,
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| a bottle on the beach,
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| a bottle on the beach…
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| Chorus: There was a bottle, a bottle a bottle on the beach
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| the label told me open, I lost my sense of speech
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| I had a funny feelin' that to open it was right
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| it hit me with a rhythm that I listened to all night, listened to all night
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| there was a bottle, a bottle, a bottle on the beach.
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| Verse 2: Well when I finished listenin' I took the bottle home
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| I thought about the money and I jumped right on the phone
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| After talkin' to the press men for not so very long
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| I went to fetch the bottle and I found that it was gone,
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| found that it was gone,
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| found that it was gone…
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| Chorus: There was a bottle… etc…
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| Lead:
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| Verse 3: After seeing my Psychiatrist, I went down to the bar
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| ordered me a bottle and I took it to my car
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| drivin' to the sand dune I heard the beat again
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| it was the bottle I was drinkin' from I’ll never be the same
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| never be the same
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| never be the same…
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| Chorus: There was a bottle… etc… |