| I would rather be at the boathouse, out of the daily grind
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| I’d sooner be down at the boathouse, what a way to unwind
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| Now I don’t wanna know how it feels to be set back
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| So I’m leavin' here on a one-way track
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| I’d rather be in mosquito alley, out of my right hand lane
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| You should see my mosquiot tally, all that moves is fair game
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| Now I don’t wanna know how it feels not to be loose
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| So I’m leavin' here on the first caboose
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| So I’m leavin' here on the first caboose
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| I can’t sleep by a gentle ocean, I can’t sleep my a water fall
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| I can’t sleep by a lovely river. |
| I can’t sleep. |
| I can’t sleep
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| Dee dee dee, dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
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| I would rather sleep at the boathouse, what more can I say
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| I’d soon eat down at the boathouse, let it carry me away
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| Now I don’t wanna know how it feels to step aside
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| So I’m leavin' here on a wicked ride
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| Or I could be back at the alehouse, with a flagon or two
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| A few blocks south of the jailhouse, with a hole in my shoe
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| Now I don’t wanna know how it feels to stop a truck
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| So I’m leavin' here and wishin' you good luck
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| I’m leavin' here and wishin' you good luck
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| I can’t sleep by a gentle ocean, I can’t sleep my a water fall
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| I can’t sleep by a lovely river. |
| I can’t sleep. |
| I can’t sleep
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| Dee dee dee, dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee
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| I’d rather be in mosquito alley, keepin' spiders in line
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| I’d sooner be down at the boathouse, what a way to unwind
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| Now I don’t wanna know how it feels not to be loose
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| So I’m leavin' here on the first caboose
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| I’m leavin' here on the first caboose
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| Dee dee dee, dee dee dee, dee dee dee dee |