| 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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| And now I guess, the family’s complete
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| With me hanging round on the streets
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| Or here on the beach
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| The girl, I love is a perfect dresser
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| Wears every fashion, gets it to the tee
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| Heaven’s above, I’ve got to match her
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| She knows just how 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, across the ballroom
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| UV lights makin' stars shine off her smile
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| I am the face, she has to know me
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| I’m dressed up better than anyone within a mile
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| Woh yeah
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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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| And 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 wanna die with you here
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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 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? |
| Where have I been?
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| Nothing is planned by the sea and the sand
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| I have the keys if you want it, babe, I have the keys if you want it
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| I have the keys if you want it, babe, I have the keys if you want it
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| I’m afraid if you want it, I’m afraid if you want it, ooh
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| You want it, you want it, you want it
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| You want it, you want it, want it
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| You want it, you want it, you want it
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| You want it, want it, ahh, I’m afraid |