Thursday morning 6 a.m.
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Waiting for the only train
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For my girl a kiss-goodbye
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Tell her there`s no need to cry
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Get off the train, into the plane
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Flying to the sun
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Hot like hell, great hotel
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Longing for some fun
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Primal mission pool-bar-check
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Alcohol shall break the neck
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Both barmen look like suckers
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Just one word: motherfuckers
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Madness surrounds,
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hitting the town
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Just some tourist stores
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Back to the hotel,
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a few more drinks
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Next days will bring more
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Poolbar drinks for free
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Sunna macht mi hie
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Morning fart shall blow
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Ritual in Rhodes
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Wake up with the morning shine
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Just to miss the breakfast time
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Sandwiches and coffee, white
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All inclusive - that`s alright
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Down on the beach,
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sun is unleashed
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Skin is turning red
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Back to the poolbar, a lot of drinks
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Make us sleep like dead
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Poolbar free drinks kick
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Sun just makes me sick
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Morning fart still blows
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Ritual in Rhodes
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Rent some Harleys hit the road
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Cruising all along the coast
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Sun is burning from above
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All that`s left is one red scarf
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Center-court calls, just some old balls
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Afternoon sun on our skin
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Jump in the pool,
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swim around the bar
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Having a few more drinks
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Poolbar-keepers suck
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Never playing rock
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Hate inside us grows
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Ritual in Rhodes
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Disco overdose
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Ritual in Rhodes
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Morning fart still blows
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Ritual in Rhodes
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Ritual In Rhodes
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