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So now he's leaking
And now he's moldy
And now he's peaking
And he's plummeting
All too often now
I think he needs a surf instructor
To embrace him

With her wetsuit
To survive the winter
No longer shrinking in the nude
And "the meal is here so
Come tie your hair
And make a mess on me."

But in the morning
The instructor is leaving
And now he struggles just to move

Let's do that again

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