| Oh baby don’t you know we’ve all got hidden treasures
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| Do you remember such a time
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| Before it was a sin to call yourself a dreamer
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| And treasure was a thing to hide
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| Bury in the woods where no one goes
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| Hidden in a sailor’s chest of oak
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| In a place where only you would know
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| Promise me that you’ll tell me when I’m getting hotter
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| I want to see your silver shine
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| Under the moon one night carved in alabaster
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| I wanna see your treasure shine
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| Not buried in the woods where no one goes
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| Hidden in a sailor’s chest of oak
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| In a place where only you would know
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| Oh baby don’t you know we’ve all got sunken treasures
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| Down at the bottom of the blue
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| But old Poseidon he can’t keep it there forever
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| ‘Cause I can see the gold in you
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| Buried in the sea a league below
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| Hidden in a sailor’s chest of oak
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| In a place where only you will know
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| Buried in the woods where no one goes
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| Hidden in a sailor’s chest of oak
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| In a place where you and only you could know
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| Could know |