| I was a sailboat, I was a sailor,
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| I was a son of a gun of a gun
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| I made it happen, down in the school yard
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| I was a firecracker explodin'
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| Chorus:
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| Hallelulia, the sparks flew up to heaven
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| They saw my smile, I was laughing so hard
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| Hallelulia, the sparks flew up to heaven
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| And I left the sober people with their cold hearts
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| Sometimes there is someone
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| Someone who knows you
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| But when you are sad there is no one
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| But I’m a red bicycle
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| Rolling and rolling
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| I’m a quick silver, I’m a deal maker
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| Don’t you cross me once
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| chorus
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| And nothing can hold me,
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| to this earth that don’t roll me
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| And I don’t know if I’m dirty or clean
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| But I was a sailboat,
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| I was a sailor and I was a firecracker explodin
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| Chorus:
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| And oh why do you cry, sister cry?
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| I bin talkin with the angels and its gonna be fine
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| And hallelujah the sparks flew up to heaven
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| And I left the sober people with their cold hearts |