When Sand's Close At Hand
And The Sea Is Touching Me,
I Feel Much Happier
Than I've Ever Felt. And A Long Time Goes By
And I'm Floating In The Sky.
And I Wish You Could Be,
Wish You Could Be Here.

And If You're Free, Follow Me
Throw A Pebble In My Sea.
The Sun Will Wrap You Up
In A Pool Of Gold, And Lights In The Night
In The Night Reaching Neon Waves Of Sight.

But
I Wish You Could Be,
Wish You Could Be,
Wish You Could Be Here.

The Sun, The Sand, The Sea Are Waiting
On The Corner. Take A Trip Out Here.
Hustle, Bustle, Shove And Fuss
Will Greet You If You Stay There.
I'm Without A Care.

Fresh Fruit And Sea Fish,
Are In Abundance Here.
But They Don't Allow
The Natives At Your Door
Selling Booze
Smuggled From Another Shore.

And
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