so all of a sudden I'm facing a
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raging river that passed me by
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do I turn around, do I turn my eye
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to the sun in the apex of the high noon
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I'm on a flatbed yellow pick up
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underneath a half moon
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so cut me some slack jack and jump in
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the back if you can't handle the candle
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they you can't handle the wax
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you're just going to get sacked
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it's as simple as that
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but before I know it
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I'm going down this itty bitty river in
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a boat a little bigger
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than a bath tub
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my bones begin to shiver
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'cause I'm aching to deliver
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this water that I must give her
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can I get some
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[CHORUS:]
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down by the railway station
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people moving in a new direction
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take a ticket from who you can
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drive that train
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she was a black-tie bomb shell
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out of Bombay
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she was easy on the eyes
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so I had nothing to say
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she said take the water to the
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leprechaun man you got till the bell
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rings three, do you understand
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a little peice of me wants to go
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I don't know
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turn around what do I do
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I don't know
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ding dong ding that's the bell
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and I know you know I know
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I don't know you very well
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but if I did, I would groove
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and hit the ground running
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but I don't and I won't
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so you got another thing coming
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[CHORUS]
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he kicked up the river
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with a flick of his wrist
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I popped him in the kisser
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'cause I couldn't resist
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I said to my side kick
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I'm up to my high wick
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and now I'm getting a little homesick
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but before I know it
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I'm going down this itty bitty river
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in a boat a little bigger
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than a bath tub
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my bones begin to shiver
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'cause I'm aching to deliver
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this water that I must giver her
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can I get some
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[CHORUS]
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ride your train
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