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Bottle |
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Eyes
never too far from that bottle |
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I'ze
never too far from that bottle |
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There's
something in the water that is making all the happy campers smile,
all Day |
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There's
something in the water that is making all the happy campers |
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Sleep
this mess away |
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We slip
away into oblivion |
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And we
spin and we spin |
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Like a
bubble in the wind |
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Into
the azure sky |
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| We lift
our feet into oblivion |
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swim and we swim |
| On the
lazy summer wind |
| Into
the azure sky |
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Sleep it away away
away away away |
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And the moonlight
shines |
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On those who pay to
see the moon |
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And the starlight
hurts my eyes |
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Eyes never too far
from that bottle |
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I'ze never too far
from that bottle |
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There's something
in the water that is making all the happy campers smile |
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There's something
in the water that is making everybody want to |
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sleep this mess
away. |
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Copyright 1994 Jay
Wasco & Nick DiCorato |
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