| Midnight, on the water,
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| I saw the ocean’s daughter,
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| Walking on the wave’s chicane,
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| Staring as she called my name.
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| Chorus
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| And i can’t get it out of my head,
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| No, i can’t get it out of my head.
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| Now my old world is gone for dead
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| 'cause i can’t get it out of my head.
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| Breakdown, on the shoreline,
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| Can’t move, it’s an ebbtide,
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| Morning don’t get here tonight,
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| Searching for her silver light.
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| Chorus
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| And i can’t get it out of my head,
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| No, i can’t get it out of my head.
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| Now my old world is gone for dead
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| 'cause i can’t get it out of my head.
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| Bank job, in the city,
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| Robin hood and william tell and
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| Ivanhoe and lancelot,
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| They don’t envy me,
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| Sitting 'til the sun goes down,
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| In dreams the world keeps going
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| Round and round.
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| Chorus x 2 |