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Surfing On A Wave
Doing things I maybe shouldn't be
Thinking things I maybe shouldn't think.
But, baby when I get the urge
And you're not here with me,
I gotta do what I got to do.
I take control of me.
My skin is velvety smooth.
My mind paints a perfect scene.
My puddles turn into lakes.
My hands become explorers.
Pretending you're here with me
Exploring the Pacific Ocean.
Navigating through the waters,
Crashing into the waves.
I'm almost at bay.
My boat is getting wetter,
I'm surfing on a wave.
Thinking things I maybe shouldn't think.
But, baby when I get the urge
And you're not here with me,
I gotta do what I got to do.
I take control of me.
My skin is velvety smooth.
My mind paints a perfect scene.
My puddles turn into lakes.
My hands become explorers.
Pretending you're here with me
Exploring the Pacific Ocean.
Navigating through the waters,
Crashing into the waves.
I'm almost at bay.
My boat is getting wetter,
I'm surfing on a wave.
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