Mother Mary on the rock
And her sister's on the ground
We're still waiting for that girl
Bring her good book down
You can swim with other fish
The seas far and wide
But the element of desire
Sometimes lost with your first ride
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Tick tock the west clock beat box
I'm still waiting for my grandfather to tell me what to do
I'm a hip-hip belly flop
People going to drop out every day
And the water is high
With the rising tide
People used to listen
The music made them right
Now there's so much ch-ch-chatter
I can't fall asleep at night
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Things are easy, here in the U.S.A
Everything is full
The highways and the ashtrays