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(traditional/arranged by a. jeffrey)

[instrumental]
If everybody had an ocean
Across the U. S. A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californi-a
You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies
Huarachi sandals
[(Minimal)
M. I. N. I. M. A. L.
Minimal (minimal) minimal (minimal)
M. I. N. I. M. A. L.
Minimal (minimal) minimal]

White on white
Light,
One million A. D.
There'll be you there'll be me
Rocky's dead
That's Rocky 1003

Red stars and stripes
One big team
With little Europe
In
Racer
Odd World
we get a living
that came in our possession

P. L. A. Y. S. T. A. T. I. O. N.
P. L. A. Y. S. T. A. T. I. O. N.
P. L. A. Y. S. T. A.
If everybody had an ocean
Across the U. S. A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californi-a
You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies
Huarachi sandals
way she can wind

A. C. D. C.
She's got some other lover as well as me
A. C. D. C.
She's got some other women as well as me
She's got some other
It is Hugh McSheepshagger
from Bolton 

Next up, Mr. A. Ordinary from Whitefield
Next up, Mr. A. Ordinary from Whitefield 

Judy's bastard
If everybody had an ocean
Across the U. S. A.
Then everybody'd be surfin'
Like Californi-a
You'd seem 'em wearing their baggies
Huarachi sandals
know, baby,
We can have a lot o?fun.
I'm a man.

I spell M. A. N. man.
Ah, ah, ah, ah,
All you pretty women
Stand in line.

I can make love
and start over again
Yeah fill it up and start over again and again

All night!
R. A. D. I. O.
Hit me hard and hit me low
Static engine blow the scene, rumble
Cogli la prima mela 
 
Bella che così fiera vai 
non lo rimpiangerai. 
Cogli la prima mela
cogli la prima mela
cogli la prima mela - a.
The great Gaels of Ireland
The race that God made mad
For all their wars are merry
And all their songs are sad

words remembered by John A. Roche
Your kids are gonna fry like bacon
(Baby mummies)
No, you understand me fine!
(Ancient Slavonics)
Read this back to me,
I'll give you a straight A.
a smuggla. Am am a smuggla nigga.
Am a smuggla. Am am a smuggla nigga.
King a ask a. King Fish a ask about me.
King a ask a. King Fish a ask about me.
Am
kuschel'
Das würde doch erfrischen doch jetzt nicht, weil ich inzwischen
Buchstabier' für die F. A. N. T. A. S. T. ischen Vier
L. A.'s fine the sun shines most the time
And the feelin' is laid back
Palm trees grow and rents are low

But you know I keep thinkin' 'bout
s'il vous plait, they don't know nothing down in St. Tropez.
Baby don't leave L. A.

I heard it said that you had it made with you movie star, but,
The sun is shining; the grass is green
The orange and palm trees sway
There's never been such a day in Beverly hills l. a.
But it's December
A. Amor, te extraño, al fin de mis ojos me sangran las manos
Amor, no soy malo, vengo de dar vueltas en un subterráneo.


A. Amor, como te amo,
I've been running from Memphis to L. A.
Had an appointment set sometime for today,
And if I don't be there by morning
You know that I must have gone
Oh well, oh well, I feel so good today,
We touched ground on an international runway
Jet propelled back home, from over the seas to the U. S. A.
Well this is life, this is Prime time
This is livin' in the U. S. A.
Well this is life, this is Prime Time
This is livin' the American way

I
lonely days in a brown L. A. haze 
And I just want you back by my side 

Yes, it's been quite a summer 
Rented cars and west-bound trains 
And now

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