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Strolling along minding my own business |
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Well. there goes a girl and a half |
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She's got me going up and down |
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She's got me going up and down |
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Walking on the beaches |
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Looking at the peaches |
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Well, I got the notion |
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Girl that you got some suntan lotion |
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In that bottle of yours |
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Spread it all over my peelin' skin, baby |
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That feels real good |
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All this skirt lappin' up the sun |
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Lap me up |
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Why don't you come on |
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And lap me up? |
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Walking on the beaches |
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Looking at the peaches |
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Well, there goes another one |
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Just lying down on the sand dunes |
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I'd better go take a swim |
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And see if I can cool down a little bit |
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'Cause you and me woman |
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We got a lotta things on our minds |
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(You know what I mean) |
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Walking on the beaches |
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Looking at the peaches |
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Will you just take a look over there? |
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(Where?) |
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There |
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Is she tryin' to get outta that clitoris? |
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Liberation for women |
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That's what I preach |
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Preacher man |
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Walking on the beaches |
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Looking at the peaches |
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Oh shit, there goes the charabang |
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Looks like I'm gonna be stuck here |
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The whole summer |
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Well, what a bummer |
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I can think of a lot worse places to be |
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Like down in the streets |
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Or down in the sewer |
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Or even on the end of a skewer |
