A bit of bore and a jog I walk
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I’m feeling fine.
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Take me down to the fishing hoard
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I’ll bring my fishing pole.
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Blossoms in the apple trees,
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Full of birds and blossomings,
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It’s summertime.
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Stars are swinging through the pines
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And I have a real good time,
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I’m feeling fine.
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It’s alright, come undone, squeeze me tight
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It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s a beautiful, beautiful night.
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If you were a cosmonaut I’d jump on your rocket
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But you ain’t got nothing but the hole in your pocket.
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In a beautiful and a jog I walk,
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In this beautiful night.
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The moon is staying in the trees
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Chaining down on you and me,
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It’s summertime.
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Here I shine like swimming pools
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And I am just a stupid fool
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Who can’t stop smiling.
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It’s alright, come undone, squeeze me tight
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It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s a beautiful, beautiful night.
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The moon is staying in the trees
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Chaining down on you and me,
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It’s summertime.
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Here I shine like swimming pools
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And I am just a stupid fool
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Who can’t stop smiling.
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It’s alright, come undone, squeeze me tight
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It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s a beautiful, beautiful night.
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Cosmonaut
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| Nick Cave |
