And I go la lala la lah,
kissing as the ocean
lovin' like wet sand
all these things about her,
tasting like a juvenile scam,
and I tell her so. Just so,
and I go la lala la lah,
And she goes nana nana nah.
She gave me such a look,
I went what in the world -
is that your eye color? It's like
someone wrote a song
and got it all wrong,
except for the hook
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