| Here by the sea and sand
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| Nothing ever goes as planned
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| I just couldn’t face going home
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| It was just a drag on my own
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| They finally threw me out
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| My mom got drunk on stout
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| My dad couldn’t stand on two feet
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| As he lectured about morality
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| Now I guess the family’s complete
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| With me hanging round on the street
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| Or here on the beach
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| The girl I love
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| Is a perfect dresser
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| Wears every fashion
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| Gets it to the tee
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| Heavens above
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| I got to match her
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| She knows just how
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| She wants her man to be
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| Leave it to me
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| My jacket’s gonna be cut slim and checked
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| Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck
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| I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat
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| I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet
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| I see her dance
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| Across the ballroom
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| UV light making starshine
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| Of her smile
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| I am the face
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| She has to know me
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| I’m dressed up better than anyone
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| Within a mile
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| So how come the other tickets look much better?
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| Without a penny to spend they dress to the letter
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| How come the girls come on oh so cool
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| Yet when you meet 'em, every one’s a fool?
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| Come sleep on the beach
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| Keep within my reach
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| I just want to die with you near
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| I’m feeling so high with you here
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| I’m wet and I’m cold
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| But thank God I ain’t old
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| Why didn’t I ever say what I mean?
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| I should have split home at fifteen
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| There’s a story that the grass is so green
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| What did I see?
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| Where have I been?
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| Nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand |