The day falls and hits the ocean
A crash to close for men
The tides have pulled a blanket over this one
Leaving rest (in two peices) for drousy women
Taking pride in drowning our fun
The champagne pours in ruby red
Our pulse beats faster in bed
Dreaming much better
Why dont we just drop dead?
Looking like another extraordinary history
I bought us tickets for front row seats
Sounds like fun for mabey you and me?
The wave will hit you like a hammer
Drown your lungs and minds in the slammer
It feels a bit worse then good
Your legs run like they wish they could
The champagne pours in ruby red
Our pulse beats faster in bed
Dreaming much better
Why dont we just drop dead?
Looking like another extraordinary history
I bought us tickets for front row seats
Sounds like fun for mabey you and me?
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