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Ain't nothing like the city
Where the died
Where the wild meet the fences
And the horsemen, ride
Where the become flatlands
And the caravans
I'm just sitting the mango
Running a
a ride on a bin-train
50 cars or
They say the are just insane
But too risky to score
on the lawn with Andrea
Draggin' the for big red
Everyone looks better with a
Easier to get you bed

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

Lee went lookin' for a marvin
While we were looking for a at the pub
Hey, and the black man's starvin'
No wonder nobody a job
Helicopter homestead
all the young blades at night
They're steppin' out in the sultry summer evening
Their pistols all
And their badges so

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

a ride on a bin-train
50 or more
say the heads are just insane
But it's too to score
Andrea's giving me a towel down
Standing on a palm shore
If 'n'those girls a doin' that thing
I can't wait for year
I'm gonna back for more

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