Liner, it was a fantasy sea cruise. It was a bet destined to lose. Across the waves, what was he thinking?. Sea shore, he had a wet foot in the sand. He was holding U. N. plans. Across the
Well the luxury liner, forty tons of steel. If I don't find my baby now, I guess I never will. I've been a long lost soul for a long, long time. Yeah I've been around, everybody ought to know
