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It's been so long that it seems |
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Like I've never been to the |
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San JuansCan we go soon? |
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Girl slow down |
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Girl slow down with me |
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If we leave now we can catch the last boat out |
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And that's the best one on this clear night |
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Under pin-prick light |
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The wind on the boat's deck |
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Is a cold hand on the neck |
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Or slipping into our cold bed |
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It's been so long that it seems |
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That I've never danced with anyone |
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She moves so, she moves so well |
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If we go outside we can take in a haze of |
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Roche Harbor light |
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Drink a bottle of red wine, forgetting to tell time |
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Just sit still, we've moved enough |
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The wind on the boat's deck |
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Is a cold hand on the neck |
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Or slipping into our cold bed |
