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Perhaps I've never tried that hard to see |
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A palm tree swinging lazy in the breeze |
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Perhaps I looked away too many times |
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Just ignoring all the signs |
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Riding high on a temporary vibe |
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Life and love are messy most of the time |
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Practical minds breeding practical lives, leave it all behind |
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The ocean breeze, the palm trees and the sunshine |
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Excuses that a pair of eyes can't hide |
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Perhaps this paradise is my decline |
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Riding high on a temporary vibe |
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Life and love are messy most of the time |
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If we were sober, we would know that this is real |
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Beyond a feeling and |
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I'd never let you go |
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If we were sober we would know that this is real |
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Beyond a feel, |
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I should have never let you go down to |
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MexicoWe could be drinkin' cheap tequila on the playa |
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EsquinitaAnd it sure is good to see the sea again |
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We could be drinking cheap tequila on the playa |
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EsquinitaAnd it sure is good to see the sea again |
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We both know what this could be or pretend that it's not happening |
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Float forever, take a trip with me |
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Live forever in a postcard where it lives and breathes in blue and green |
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And roaring up a gentle breeze |
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We're riding high on a temporary vibe |
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Life and love are messy most of the time |
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If we were sober, we would know that this is real |
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Beyond a feeling and |
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I'd never let you go |
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If we were sober, we would know that this is real |
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Beyond a feel, |
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I should have never let you go down to |
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MexicoWe could be drinking cheap tequila on the playa |
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EsquinitaAnd it sure is good to see the sea again |
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We should be drinking margaritas in a foreign |
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Buena Vista |
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And it sure is good to see you once again |
