| Oh there’s something that I want to say to you
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| And jumping in your face just wouldn’t do
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| 'Cos summer in the sun don’t pay
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| And sure if crazy’s what you feel
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| Then tell a soul, here’s something on your plate
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| Still getting cold, well ain’t that just a crying shame
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| It’s hard having fun when you can’t see the sun anymore
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| Wasting my time out at sea when you’re following me to the door
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| It’s hard having fun when you can’t see the sun anywhere
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| Wasting my time, out at sea when you’re following all the way
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| There’s blackjacks running down my back
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| And I say «stop!"'cos I love you baby,
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| I fight hard and blue, with you
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| When I’m down and I say
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| There’s blackjacks running down my back
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| And I say «stop!"'cos I love you baby,
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| I fight hard and blue, with you
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| 'Cos you drive me crazy
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| New York nothing, come and get stuck in Won’t you come rocking, 'cos I gotta feel,
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| When your beep-beeps get in Crazy don’t sweat it Honey just forget it if you keep it real
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| Oh there’s something that I want to say to you
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| And jumping in your face just wouldn’t do
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| 'Cos summer in the sun don’t pay
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| And sure if crazy’s what you feel
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| Then tell a soul, here’s something on your plate
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| Still getting cold, well ain’t that just a crying shame
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| There’s blackjacks running down my back
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| And I say «stop!"'cos I love you baby,
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| I fight hard and blue, with you
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| When I’m down and I say
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| There’s blackjacks running down my back
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| And I say «stop!"'cos I love you baby,
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| I fight hard and blue, with you
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| 'Cos you drive me crazy
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| Teacher didn’t you know
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| I’m getting into the boat
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| These boots are making me slow
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| Ain’t you going too fast!
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| The future’s selling the past
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| You keep on telling me so |