I will follow you
You will follow me
By the rivers of Babylon
Everybody's doing a brand new dance now
We're waxing down our surfboards
Under the boardwalk
Nobody does it better
Every body tells me so
Eight days a week
They still can't kill the beast
When you're alone in your bed
Meet me at the corner
Underneath the lamplight
When the lights are coming on
By the barrack gate
Take me far beyond imagination
Fly me to the moon
Here am i sitting in a tin can
Looking at the peaches
Too drunk to ****
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