Pass me the bottle, pass me the wine,
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Open your throttle, and I'll drive you right out of your mind,
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Watching the waves, watching the sky,
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I'm just sitting down here by the riverside,
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Watching the world going by...
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She said that she loved me and alway be true,
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But she was high above me, there's only one thing to do,
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Bye baby baby bye bye little darling, and now she's flying blue,
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And I'm sitting down here by the riverside,
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Watching the world passing through...
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Oh yea yea yea Ram bam bi doo ah... Ram bam bi doo ay...
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Do you wanna meet my sister, she's good for a drink or two,
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At forty-five smiles to the gallon she can watch the world floating through.
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Throw away your city clothes, throw away your suit,
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Bring out your city rose, bring the dogs and the cats in the boat, yea yea yea,
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You don't need no shoes, you won't feel the blues,
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When you're sitting down here by the riverside,
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Watching the world passing through...
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Oh Ram bam bi doo ah... Ram bam bi doo ay...
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Roll one for me brother, eighteen inches long,
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And we can lay down here by the riverside,
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Smoking and singing this song... oh yea.
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Ram bam bi doo ah... Ram bam bi doo ay...
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Sitting down here by the riverside,
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Watching the world going by...
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Watching The World
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| Chris De Burgh |
