| There are waves outside my window
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| There are airplanes in the sky
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| There are ships on the horizon
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| And a beach always nearby
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| Fish tacos on the table, no surfer can resist
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| How did I get this lucky
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| Tell me who, gets to live like this
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| I left my inhibitions
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| Receding with the tide
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| Talking with the turtles
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| Lying side by side
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| Seeking wiser counsel
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| On a girl I can’t resist
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| Pass the seaweed salad, tell me
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| Who, gets to live like this
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| Singing for money, playin' for fun
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| How did I wind up in this band on the run
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| Wake it up, make it up, shake it up, take it up
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| There’s more ways than one
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| Jack of all trades, master of none
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| With fortune, or without it
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| For paydays, or for free
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| More latitudes than attitudes
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| More everyone, and less me
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| Just knowing what is possible
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| Is the ring you don’t want to miss
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| I’m happy to inform you
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| That we, get to live like this
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| That we, all get to live this
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| Live like this |