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Ain't nothing the windy city
Where the station-wagon
Where the wild meet the fences
And the horsemen, fences
Where the flatlands become
And the caravans
I'm just sitting the mango
a tide
Took a on a bin-train
50 or more
They say the are just insane
But it's too risky to
Sittin' on the with Andrea
the line for big red
Everyone looks with a suntan
to get you into bed

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

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

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

Took a on a bin-train
50 cars or
say the heads are just insane
But it's too to score
Andrea's been giving me a towel
Standing on a palm beach
If 'n'those girls keep a doin' thing
I can't for next year
I'm gonna back for more

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