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count me out. 'Cause all I ever wanna get is slang Slang with me, I don't wanna get my hands dirty. Slang with me, I just wanna get soakin' wet. Slang with me, I don't wanna get my hands dirty. All I
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Song High By The Beach . Singer Lana Del Rey. Boy, look at you, looking at me. I know you know how I feel. Loving you is hard, being here is harder. You take the wheel. I don't wanna do this anymore
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Intro Under The Paving Stones The Beach contains no lyrics
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I know it's out of fashion and a trifle uncool. But I can't help it, I'm a romantic fool. It's a habit of mine to watch the sun go down. On Echo Beach, I watch the sun go down From nine till five
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thinking, what's your campaign? Champagne makes tipsy Patron might make me sick. Attitude and vodka does the trick. Somebody pour me a *** on the beach, *** on the beach. I wanna have *** on the beach
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thinking, what's your campaign? Champagne makes tipsy Patron might make me sick. Attitude and vodka does the trick. Somebody pour me a *** on the beach, *** on the beach. I wanna have *** on the beach
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speed. Once a time, put a tongue. In your ear on the beach. And you clutched clicking heels.
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I'm a poor Hawaiian beach boy. A long way from the beach. 'Cause someone shoved his face against my hand. Now I'm a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple. I'm in the can I was minding my own
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I'm a poor Hawaiian beach boy. A long way from the beach. 'Cause someone shoved his face against my hand. Now I'm a kissing cousin to a ripe pineapple. I'm in the can I was minding my own
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When you're through swimming. I'll dry your back. Come and relax, girl. In my little beach shack Dum-di-dum-di-dum, yeah-yeah-yeah. There'll be nothing you'll lack. It's a pleasure to welcome
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Intro. Teenage Marooner, sipping Coca Cola. Teenage Marooner, mama can't control her. . Verse. *** Beach A-Go-Go, *** Beach A-Go-Go. You can do anything at *** Beach A-Go-Go. Ram-a-lam-a
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Echo beach, I watch the sun go down. . From nine till five I have to spend my time at work. My job is very boring, I'm an office clerk. The only thing that helps me pass the time away. Is knowing
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Wonders of the world. Never seize to be. . She approached me tumbling. That could be crumbling. Only to flee. Come back. I know. . Wonders of the world. Never seize to be. The long beach
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you did. And my flight was awful, thanks for asking. I'm unglued, thanks to you. And it's like snow at the beach, weird, but fuckin' beautiful. Flying in a dream, stars by the pocketful. You wanting me
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stop me quite like you did. And my flight was awful, thanks for asking. I'm unglued, thanks to you. Chorus Taylor Swift, Taylor Swift & Lana Del Rey. And it's like snow at the beach. Weird, but fuckin
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it's so far out of reach. Hidden under umbrella beach. Home will always be here, unseen, outta sight. Where I disappear and hide. I think dreamy things as I'm waving goodbye. So I'll spread out my wings
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Brighton Beach Oh what a time it was. What a time to be alive. Remember Janice and Jimmy. Kennedy and King. How they cried I sang to you the songs of Lamb and Jack. You were Greta Garbo and I was
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Davey moire (vocals). Frank zappa (guitar, vocals). Eddie jobson (keyboards, yodeling). Max bennet (bass). Paul humphrey (drums). Don brewer (bongos) Lemme take you to the beach. La-la-la-la-la
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Crying crying crying teardrops drop Crying crying crying teardrops drop Crying crying crying teardrops drop Crying crying crying teardrops drop. Boy on the beach is crying Boy on the beach cries a
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beach. Ah-ah-ah, you could have the mountains. Ah-ah-ah, you take the snow. Ah-ah-ah, it's way too cold. My heart is cold enough. Ah-ah-ah, push comes to shove. Ah-ah-ah, you could have thе mountains. Ah
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the wheel. 0037. 60I don't wanna do this anymore. 0042. 220It's so surreal, I can't survive. 0048. 890If this is all that's real. 0051. 30All I wanna do is get high by the beach. 0054. 50Get high by the
