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I was looking around, I saw buildings and streets
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To hell with all that, I'm building a beach.
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Where everything?s sunny and nothing goes wrong,
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The men all wear flip-flops, the girls all wear thongs.
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Over there will be sea grass, right there is the pier,
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A volleyball court, surf shop, and free beer,
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Concessions that sell Jello shots and sun lotion,
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Plenty of palm trees the wind keeps in motion.
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A bike rental tent and twenty-four bars,
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A dozen trash cans and no police cars,
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Lifeguard towers, an arcade, and a strand,
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Plus plenty of space for water and sand.
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Teak lounging chairs, big beach umbrellas,
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Truck tire tubes for floating the shallows,
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An ice cream stand where no one goes broke,
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An open-air bandstand with No Kareoke,
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Plenty of space between the playground for the kiddies,
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And the big topless section, so the tots can't see skin,
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At five every day, an Awards Cere mony,
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When we honor the party and weed out the phonies.
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The name of my beach is Southeast Saint Breezy
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The schedule is slow and the living is easy,
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Relax in the condos, with no sales gimmicks,
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Fish sandwich lunches, and naps in the hammocks.
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The day-sailors all make it home by sun down,
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It's premier, inclusive, and no money down,
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It's all going to happen, and this one?s the truth,
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No waiting in line at the Fun Ticket booth.