| Wait till your boat goes down
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| That’s when you’ll need me most
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| Wait till your boat goes down
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| And you’re washed up on some foreign and
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| Unfamiliar coast
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| Yachting’s fine
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| Sailing round and round in social circles
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| In a sea of diamonds and wine
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| Wait till you need a shoulder
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| A girl’s best friend’s not any consolation
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| When you’re that much older
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| Skiing’s grand
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| Drawing classic lines around the millionaires
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| And moneymen from Switzerland
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| Wait till you need a shoulder
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| A girl’s fox furs won’t warm your heart
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| When you’re that much older
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| And if you’re late and man he sees you when you’re young and looking good
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| Watch the big fish swim right out to take the bait you offered like you
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| Knew they would
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| Too much caviar only points to middle aged spread
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| There won’t be room for many playboys in your single bed |