| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Thank God the tiki torch still shines
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| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Come on in and open up your mind
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| On a leave of absence
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| With no resemblance to reality
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| I felt like a rocket launched into the wild blue yonder
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| By the boys down at Kennedy
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| Checked into His Majesty’s Court Hotel
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| Where the sign said «praise his name»
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| I was tired and alone I didn’t feel too well
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| But I don’t think that he was to blame
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| Full moon over (Concert City/State)
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| Full moon in my mind
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| And my sun tan dream is still out of reach
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| And the strip malls are robbing me blind
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| Well his name was Captain Adam Troy
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| And he sailed the «Kon-Tiki»
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| Now the captain’s gone but he won’t be forgotten
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| Nor his likes will we ever see
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| Well a drink ain’t no solution
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| But it can calm your fears
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| And if that tiki bar closes down tonight
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| Well I just might dissappear |