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It's the sun, it's the sun
That's making me smile
Fell asleep in that warm, warm sand
I don't think I ever wanna wake up again
Wake up
Carried by ultraviolet waves and
Very ugly transparent dolphins
To an island floating meters above the sea
I am greeted by a lime green crab
He is bent on self destruction, on my destruction
Uncomfortable with his statements, I inch my way
Toward those fart soaked pillows that double as
Flotation devices and I paddle my way back out to the ultraviolet sea
I sink down to my friends
Mermaids with aids dressed like maids
Got me laid, I raged
Stayed up all night at bars
Had dinner with the sharks
Woke up with whiskey farts
I broke the mermaids hearts
Didn't bounce a single narc
And still I'd go again
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