Sun -
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All our dreams are dreams of fun
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Handing out the watergun
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Shoot me and i'll drink you
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Into the shade i'll shrink you
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Finally we're done and stare up into the sky
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Flat on our backs we lie in quicksand
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Slowly my hand flies up and away
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With the yellow bird driven by
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Wind -
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I think i'll come to sin
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With all this heaty windy skin
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Around my neck
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And what glory the sand in my pants
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Reminds me of doreen
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Sand -
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We cannot fight getting tanned
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All the limits banned
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Into the nightflight time's right, no fight
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There goes the sun into the the nightlife, yeah
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Whang i sing while the others swing
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Like a beam of light through a bottle
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Suzie swings her phoney rings (repeat)
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Time -
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Bugs crawling up our spine
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And the memory is mine
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I'm a grain of sand in your hand
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So hand me mine
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Yeah that would be fine
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Heat -
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I kiss the blisters on your feet
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A lizard's eye i greet
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I'm afraid there's no aid till we get laid
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Into the nightlife time's right no flight
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Whang i sing while the others swing
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Like a beam of light through a bottle
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Suzie swings her phoney rings (repeat)
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[: i think i'll come to sin
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With all that heaty windy skin
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Around my neck
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And what glory the sand in my pants
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Reminds me of doreen
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Mocking photography
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Shocking in the sand with me
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Sand in my pants. sand in my pants. sand in my pants.
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Whang i sing while the others swing
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Like a beam of light through a bottle
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Suzie swings her phoney rings :] 2x
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Come To Sin
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Bananafishbones |