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At noon the wind comes through |
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Across the bay on a clear day |
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And I can watch the boats come in and set their anchors |
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And my folks are away at the store |
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So I don't have to listen to anyone, say anything |
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And I swim out as far as |
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I canAnd float on my back |
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Just waitin' for nothin' |
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I hope they never come back to this house |
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It's a lot more fun alone |
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I can do anything |
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I want and so |
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I'm swimming |
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More like floating and |
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I'll just stay out here |
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Until' the night comes crashing down |
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And I swim out as far as |
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I canAnd float on my back |
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Just waitin' for nothin' |
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They always come home |
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At the wrong time like when |
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I'm all right |
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And don't need no one at all |
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They always come |
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They always come home |
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They always come |
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They always come home |
