| Sandy, the fireworkds are hailin' over little Eden tonight
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| Forcin' a light into all those stoney faces left stranded
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| On this warm July
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| And the boys from the casino dance with shirts open
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| Like Latin lovers on the shore
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| Chasin' all them silly New York virgins by the score
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| Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
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| Those pier lights, our carnival life forever
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| Oh love me tonight, for I may never see you again
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| Hey Sandy girl, my, my, my baby
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| Sandy, the waitress I was seein' lost her desire for me
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| I spoke with her last night, she said she won’t set herself
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| On fire for me, anymore
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| Did you hear the cops finally busted Madame Marie
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| For telling fortunes better than they do
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| For me this boardwalk life is through
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| You outta quit this scene, too
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| Sandy, the aurora is risin' behind us
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| Those pier lights, our carnival life forever
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| Oh love me tonight, for I may never see you again
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| Hey Sandy girl, my, my, my baby
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| Oh I mean it Sandy girl
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| Oh, my, my, my baby
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| Oh I love you Sandy girl
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| My, my, my baby… |