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Ain't nothing the windy city
Where the station-wagon
Where the wild dogs meet the
And the horsemen, ride
Where the flatlands flatlands
And the collide
I'm just sitting the mango
a tide
Took a on a bin-train
50 or more
They say the heads are just
But it's too to score
Sittin' on the lawn Andrea
Draggin' the for big red
Everyone better with a suntan
to get you into bed

Daughters of the coast
of beaches, don't deliver the post
You the post is a ghost

Lee Marlin went for a marvin
While we were for a line at the pub
Hey, and the black man's starvin'
No wonder nobody a job
Helicopter over
all the young blades at night
They're steppin' out there in the summer evening
Their all packed
And badges so bright

Daughters of the coast
Sons of beaches, don't deliver the
You know the post is a

Took a ride on a
50 or more
They say the heads are just
But too risky to score
Andrea's been giving me a towel
Standing on a palm shore
If girls keep a doin' that thing
I can't wait for year
I'm gonna back for more

Daughters of the coast
Sons of beaches, deliver the post
You know the is a ghost