Surfboy, Surfboy, Surfboy, Surfboy.
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Surfboy, Surfboy, Surfboy.
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But not today.
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I sing fashionably.
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It's better not to be liked by many,
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Than let them wipe their feet.
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Without talking directly to the org
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I've been wanting to say "Bye-bye" for a long time.
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Fingers in peas
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There are crumbs on the bed.
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Poured to the brim her high,
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Just don't fly away without me.
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Everything is possible today - miracles.
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Tomorrow is the same, open it yourself.
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new buildings with gray houses.
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I grew up in yards where they could break.
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No time to play, watch the market.
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Today you are a thunderstorm, tomorrow you are thundering on the bunk.
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The young leader was throwing bars at caps.
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Hands on the jacket, my mother was waiting a lot.
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, kind
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1000 reasons not to leave the house,
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1000 excuses to leave the threshold,
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Human vices outside my window.
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1000 reasons to stay at home;
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1000 reasons to stay at home;
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Your purity will please many -
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One more reason (one more reason)
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Many do not like
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Than let them wipe their feet.
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Without talking directly to the authorities,
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I've been wanting to say "Bye-bye" for a long time.
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Fingers in peas
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There are crumbs on the bed.
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Poured to the brim her high,
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Just don't fly away without me. |