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The beach is a place where a man can feel |
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He's the only soul in the world that's real, |
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Well I see a face coming through the haze, |
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I remember him from those crazy days. |
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Ain't you the guy who used to set the paces |
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Riding up in front of a hundred faces, |
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I don't suppose you would remember me, |
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But I used to follow you back in '63. |
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I've got a good job |
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And I'm newly born. |
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You should see me dressed up in my uniform. |
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I work in hotel, all gilt and flash. |
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Remember the place where the doors were smashed? |
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Bell Boy! I got to keep running now. |
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Bell Boy! Keep my lip buttoned down. |
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Bell Boy! Carry this baggage out. |
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Bell Boy! Always running at someone's heel. |
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You know how I feel, always running at someone's heel. |
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Some nights I still sleep on the beach. |
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Remember when stars were in reach. |
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Then I wander in early to work, |
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Spend the day licking boots for my perks. |
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A beach is a place where a man can feel |
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[etc.] |
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People often change |
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But when I look in your eyes, |
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You could learn a lot from |
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A job like mine. |
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The secret to me |
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Isn't flown like a flag |
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I carry it behind |
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This little badge |
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What says... |
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Bell Boy! |
