| Just layin' with my lady on a houseboat in the sun
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| Can’t hear the city hummin', and I’m feelin' good
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| With a belly full of oysters and some white wine on the ice
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| I’ve got that laid back lovin' feeling — it’s really nice
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| What I call Hawkesbury River lovin', good Aussie wine
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| Workin' hard at bein' lazy, no bait on the line
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| My kind of paradise, a river honeymoon
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| Just layin' with my lady on a houseboat in the sun
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| Well I know I should be out there.. .searchin' for a job..
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| I could try a pick 'n shovel.. .but what the hell..
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| Why can’t I be born again and come back as a swan..
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| Head up north for the winter.. .and back again.. .to find some
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| Hawkesbury River Lovin', good Aussie wine
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| Workin' hard at bein' lazy, no bait on the line
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| My kind of paradise, a river honeymoon
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| Just layin' with my lady on a houseboat in the sun
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| And I know you don’t mind how many times I say 'I love you'
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| As long as you can stay around for more
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| What I call Hawkesbury River Lovin', good Aussie wine
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| Workin' hard at bein' lazy, no bait on the line
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| My kind of paradise, a river honeymoon
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| Just layin' with my lady on a houseboat in the sun
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| Layin' with my lady on a houseboat in the sun… |