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Tired of my beeper, tired of my phone Tired of this tired old tie I got on Sick of this trafic 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, 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... Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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