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A distant car, a quiet night |
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Like starin' at the ceiling |
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My sleepy eyes, you smell so nice |
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It's such a funny feeling |
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Got no idea, what time it is |
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Delightfully confusing |
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The trees outside, the morning light |
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Arrives, like pirates on parade |
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Surprise, it's pirates on parade |
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A ray of light, between the blinds |
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I lie there in a stupor |
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I hear a thud, and then a flush |
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Guess it must be the neighbors |
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I blink my eyes, I laugh inside |
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Imagine what they're saying |
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I see your shape and through the night |
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Here come, those pirates on parade |
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Ahoy, it's pirates on parade |
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Through the rough and stormy weather |
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On a search for buried treasure |
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There's an island to explore |
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Ev'ry wave that whispers softly |
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'Stay in bed, 'cause it's still early' |
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Dolphins frolic by the shore |
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And the phone never rings when the pirates are singing |
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Well there's 16 men on a dead man's chest |
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In this hallucination |
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The map we got, x marks the spot |
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We're following directions |
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The 7 seas, the balmy breeze |
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The pleasure of surrender |
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The end is nigh, the sun is high |
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It's late, for pirates on parade |
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Too late, for pirates on parade |
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Traffic noises down below me |
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A helicopter circles slowly |
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Monsters sink into the deep |
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Mountainous and downy billows |
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Float among those fluffy pillows |
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Maybe I'll go back to sleep |
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And the phone never rings when the pirates are singing |
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This wicked life |
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So what's in store |
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behind that velvet curtain? |
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The night is gone |
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And the day is here |
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The stupid sun is shinin' |
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The moon reflects |
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Your hair's a mess |
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It's lovely imperfections |
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My crew and I |
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The clear blue skies |
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Sail on, with pirates on parade |
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Sail on, you pirates on parade |
