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Wishful robber in a, a drunken boat
Helps the girl in the ocean float
In the muck, in the mire
In the smoke, in the fire
Find the oak that broke
And hide it

Ooh-ooh, throw it away
In the sea, with nothing to say
No more work to do today
Or tomorrow

Rolling foam, opens wider
A hungry mouth holds on tighter
Like a kid in the gutter
Through the spine of the shutter
Drown the dream that snapped the runner

Ooh-ooh, in the dark of the night
The sailors see in the light
Drink to the thieving spies
And what they've borrowed

We'll find that girl
We'll find that girl
Not that anyone knew
When she left to sail the blue
All the distance from it to
The tower
And now she drifts from day to day
With no one left to prey

The girl is found
So find that girl

She drifted around
And finally, was found
Washed up on the shore
"Dying can be such a bore"
Thought I heard her say
And she remains there to this day
Just laughing with dismay
At buried treasure

Like the water so clear
She could see the end was near
And she had to disappear
To make it better
Mermaid of the maiden grey
With the wave that paved her way
And came to get her

We'll find that girl (x4)

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