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Sometimes I drive out to Topanga |
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And I park my car in the sand |
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Watching and waiting for a pickup |
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From my man |
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And maybe down to Farmer's Market |
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Those people, they're working in the sun |
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Buy and sell it for a profit |
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To anyone |
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Oh Mary, I'm in the deep waters |
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And it's way, way over my head |
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Everyone thought I was smarter |
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Than to be this dead |
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You've heard of trainwrecks in the mountains |
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Sometimes there's shipwrecks on the sea |
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Mary, you must always be careful |
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Can't you see? |
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Oh Mary, I'm in the deep waters |
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And it's way over my head |
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Everyone thought I was smarter |
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Than to be this dead |
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Someone's sick in San Fransisco |
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Some are down in New Orleans |
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Others are kept in Camarillo |
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Picking beans |
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Oh Mary, I'm in deep waters |
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And it's way over my head |
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Everyone thought I was smarter |
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Than to be misled |
