| Such a revelation
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| Coconut fell on my head
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| What a double agent
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| Bunking up inside my shack
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| Altogether sneaky
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| Making all the freaky last
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| I’ve been piña colada a lotta the time
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| But lately I feel like a sour lime
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| I want to be your top tier love
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| If you think that you could love enough
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| So let me be your number one
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| The only one you reach for
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| Everything is changing and I
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| I just want to get on with you
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| Early in the morning
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| Things were getting pretty daft
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| I was cooking breakfast
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| You were poking holes in the raft
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| Somehow I think that this thing still floats
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| It must’ve been all of the palms I’ve smoked
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| I want to be your top tier love
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| If you think that you could love enough
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| So let me be your number one
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| The only one you reach for
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| Everything is changing and I
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| I just want to get on with you
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| You could be late
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| (Oh no)
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| And I just set sail
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| (Oh boy)
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| This could be blue skies on a breeze into hell
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| (Good god)
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| So what happens next?
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| I may have been hexed
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| Now it’s all down with the ship
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| I want to be your top tier love
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| If you think that you could love enough
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| So let me be your number one
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| The only one you reach for
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| Everything is changing and I
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| I just want to get on with you |