Guitars and Tiki Bars |
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Guitars and Tiki Bars Lyrics |
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 Tired of my beeper, tired of my phoneTired of this tired old tie I got on Sick of this traffic jam that I`m in, We all get sick of it all now and then. When I`ve had it up to here I go down there. To guitars,and tiki bars, and a whole lotta love, Mangos and marley you know, fit me like a glove. Sixth gear with nowhere to steer when enough is enough, It`s guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love. I feel like a fish jerked out of the sea, Or a bird in a cage that`s never seen a key, Sick of this grind and I think that I ought To bring this grind to a grinding hault. Now I`ve had it up to here let`s go down there. To guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love, Mangos and marley you know, fit me like a glove. Sixth gear with nowhere to steer when enough is enough, It`s guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love. Now I`ve had it up to here let`s go down there. To guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love, Mangos and marley you know, fit me like a glove. Sixth gear with nowhere to steer when enough is enough, It`s guitars, tiki bars, and a whole lotta love... |
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