Alright all you swing cats
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Let's try something new
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Drag your elbows off the bar
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Move your can from the old barstool
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There's a place called the ocean
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Probably heard about in school
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Well, they ain't got no martinis there
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But man, that water's cool
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And guess what my bar clad buddies
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They got women down there too
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But that's for rope soap romeo
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That bum ain't got a clue
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Just for viewin' pleasure
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Head down by the pier
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Think of all the dough you'll save
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On whisky, gin and beer
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Now the moral of this story
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There's more to life than jazz and bars
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So plop your ass down in the sand
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And look up at the stars
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And if you're feelin' homesick
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Bring a showgirl or two
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Toss 'em out a volleyball
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And hey baby, enjoy the view
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Barflies At The Beach
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| Royal Crown Revue |
