| Sittin' in the back of the boat wrestling with a marlin
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| A beautiful girl insisting that I call her darlin'
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| Twelve o’clock maybe have a little snack
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| One forty-five put some lotion on her back
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| Then my schedule pretty much opens up
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| It’s a real tough job
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| But somebody’s got to do it
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| I’ll do the best that I can
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| And try to get through it
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| I’ve got a list somewhere of all the things I need to do
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| I swear I’m gonna get around to it
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| It’s a real tough job but somebody’s gotta do it
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| Checkin' my messages with my toes in the sand
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| But it’s hard to dial with this margarita here in my hand
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| Make a mental note party in town
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| Oh yea and don’t forget to watch the sun go down
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| At some point maybe I can take a break
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| Look over there what seems to be the commotion
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| Somebody’s pullin this Bay Watch babe from the ocean
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| Then somebody yells she ain’t breathin'
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| Somebody help her life needs savin'
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| Anyone here happen to know CPR
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| It’s a real tough job
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| But somebody’s got to do it
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| I’ll do the best that I can
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| And try to bring her through it |
| And when she asks who gave the kiss of life
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| Ah just tell her I blew it
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| It’s a real tough job but somebody’s gotta do it |