| Hazed out, raised up, sailin' on the water
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| With the two moons, two moons
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| I got a tree up above, tree down below
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| And in the middle I’m singing this tune
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| And it is too good to be true
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| It’s all the shades of blue
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| I’m singin' for you a Mississippi serenade
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| I’m gonna ease down in the cool water
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| From the cool kiss, the kiss of the air
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| Gonna cry like a fish, talk like a bush
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| When the breeze blows, I’ll follow it somewhere
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| And I will be back soon with my old pal the moon
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| We’ll be dancin' to the Mississippi serenade
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| Sometimes it goes ladadadadadadadada…,
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| Sometimes it goes heyheyheyhey — hey
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| Sometimes I sing it all night
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| Sometimes it just fa-a-a-a-ades away
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| Why don’t you grab your husband or grab your wife
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| It’s time for dancin' and dancin' and dancin'
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| In the only way you get to hold each other so tight
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| For some sweet romancin'
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| And the kids won’t make a peep
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| If they do you sing them all to sleep
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| With the Mississippi serenade
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| I been hazed out, raised up, sailin' on the water
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| With the two moons, two moons
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| I’ve got a tree up above and a tree down below
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| And in the middle I’m singing this tune
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| And it is too good to be true
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| It’s all the shades of blue
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| I’m singin' for you a Mississippi serenade
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| Yes, it’s too good to be true
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| It’s all the shades of blue
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| It’s just the Mississippi serenade
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| Well, it’s too good to be true
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| Badabada, babadada… |