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That wave |
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Pulled me into your eyes |
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Through the greeney grey pebbles |
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And countless cathedrals arriving |
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That wave |
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Lift me into your mouth |
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Turning spires and spittle of pearls |
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To perplex the young diver |
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I flew down to the bottom of the sea |
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Where I questioned the fishes all about it |
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I was in heaven |
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Address cloud eleven |
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They danced and laughed spelling all I fell into was love |
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That wave |
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Carried me through your hair |
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Up from suffocate seaweed |
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The perfumed cushions cascading |
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That wave |
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Pushed me into your skin |
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Where I bathed in the promises |
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Giddy with planets parading |
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I swam down to the bottom of the sky |
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Where I questioned the blue birds all about it |
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I was in heaven |
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Address cloud eleven |
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They danced and laughed spelling all I fell into was love |
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That wave! |
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That wave |
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Pulled me right overboard |
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Into permanent morgasm |
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Emotional action painting |
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I flew down to the bottom of the sea |
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Where I questioned the fishes all about it |
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I was in heaven |
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Address cloud eleven |
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They danced and laughed spelling all I fell into was love |
