It's really true how nothin matters
No mad, mad world and no mad hatters
No one's pitchin cause their ain't no batters
in coconut grove
Don't bother door
Theirs no one comin
The oceans roar, were double drummin
of many silly thoughts and silly ways
the ocean breeze has cooled my mind
the salty days are her's and mine
just to do what we anna
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