I ate it and at once my eyes could see you
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No sooner had I ooped it down
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I felt so far off from the ground I stood on.
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My legs they seemed to me like high-rise buildings
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My head was high up in the sky
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My skin the sun began to fry like bacon.
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And then somebody old appeared and asked had I come far...
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And hadn't they just seen me up on Haleakala...
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I kept on body surfing to pretend I hadn't heard
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There was someone there beside me, swimming like Richard III
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And I'm still smiling
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Seven naked native girls swam seven sacred pools...
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Lone-ranger smoking doobies said you're breaking all the rules...
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You'd better get your clothes on or else there'll be a row...
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If it wasn't for my sunstroke I would take you on right now...
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And I'm still smiling.
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I fell in love with my Soft-Hearted Hana
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She entered right in through my heart
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And now although we're miles apart
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I still feel her.
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She lives beneath the crater in the meadow
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She moves among the fruit and grain
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You can meet her after heavy rain has fallen.
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Soft-Hearted Hana
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| George Harrison |
