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 You're up state, up late, and city fed

 I'm a California label from the top of my head.

 Forever, ah

See a lot of open sky when the sun goes down

There's a hot, lot of loving when you come around,

To free me, ah

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 In a boat to sail, boat to sail away, ah-ah

 All those letters mailed from a boat to sail away ah-ah

We are riding in a boat to sail

Bare foot, coconut and supermild

Jamaica take a look at your own child

Forget not

Brian Wilson songs are never left behind

Don't you worry baby, you're a friend of mine

For so long

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