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Pirate Look At Forty

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                Mother mother ocean, I have heard you call
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                Wanted to sail upon your water since I was three feet tall
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                You seen it   all, you seen it all
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                Watched the men who rode you, switch from sail to steam
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                And in your belly you hold the treasures, few have ever seen
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                Most of   them dream, most of them dream
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                Yes I am a pirate, two hundred years too late
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                The cannons don't thunder there's nothin' to plunder
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                I'm an over forty victim of   fate
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                Arriving to   late, arriving to late
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                I done a bit of smugglin', I've run my share of grass
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                I made enough money to buy Miami, but I pissed it away so   fast
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                Never meant to last, never meant to last
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                I have been drunk now for over two weeks, I passed out and
                                I rallied and I smoked a few reefs
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                But I gotta stop wishin' I got to go fishin', down to Rock Bottom again
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                Just a   few friends, just a few friends
                LEAD
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                I go for younger women, lived with several a while
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                Though I ran 'em away they come back one day, still could manage a smile
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                Just takes a while, just takes a while
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                Mother mother ocean, after all these years I've found
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                Occupational hazzard beats an occupation just not around
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                Feel like I   drowned, gonna head up town
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                Feel like I   drowned, gonna head up town