| Went sailin on a voyage
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| Over through the mountain and the sea
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| Heard the music that was comin with originality
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| Seen the waves
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| And when they’re crashin with the perfect melody
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| That’s the reason
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| That I’m chillin with my girl down by the beach
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| I got my lover, got my stereo
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| It’s all that really matters
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| When you’re thinkin about it all
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| I got my guitar and I got someplace to go
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| And that’s the reason I’m chillin
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| On a Sunday afternoon in Mexico
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| In Mexico
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| Down in Mexico it goes something like…
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| The day is coming when people from the west to the east
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| Gonna be livin in harmony the war is gonna cease
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| Everybody all they want is just a little bit of peace
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| That’s the reason that I’m chillin when I’m diving off the reef
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| I got my brother and I got my stereo
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| It’s all that really matters
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| When you’re thinkin about it all
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| And how come all the people there already know
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| And that’s the reason I’m chillin
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| On a Sunday afternoon in Mexico
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| Yo we the biggest and the baddest most happenest rappers
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| Keeping it clapping, moving and shaking/ Bending and breaking their backs
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| So when they hear it
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| It draws them closer
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| Like it’s supposed to
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| Be the only thing they know
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| That ain’t never keeping them sober
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| So intoxicated, we levitated from the get go
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| And when it hits you feel no pain
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| Never wanting to let go
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| So breathe slow, in and out
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| 'Cause that’s what it’s all about
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| Time to hear the music let me hear you shout
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| In Mexico |