Answer
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When
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I
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was
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a
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young
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boy
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my
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mama
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said
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to
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me
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"There's
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only
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one
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girl
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in
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the
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world
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for
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you
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and
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she
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probably
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lives
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in
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Tahiti"
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I'd
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go
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the
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whole
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wide
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world
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I'd
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go
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the
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Answer
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whole
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wide
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world
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just
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to
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find
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her
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"Or
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maybe
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she's
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in
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the
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Bahamas
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where
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the
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Caribbean
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Sea
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is
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blue,
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weeping
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in
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the
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tropical
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moonlit
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night
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because
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nobody's
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told
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her
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about
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you."
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I'd
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go
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the
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whole
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Answer
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wide
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world
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I'd
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go
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the
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whole
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wide
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world
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just
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to
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find
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her
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I'd
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go
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the
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whole
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wide
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world
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I'd
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go
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the
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whole
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wide
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world
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to
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find
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out
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where
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they
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hide
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her
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I'd
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go
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the
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whole
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Answer
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wide
|
world
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I'd
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go
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the
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whole
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wide
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world
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just
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to
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find
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her
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Why
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am
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I
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hanging
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around
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in
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the
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rain
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out
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here
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trying
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to
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pick
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up
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a
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girl?
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Why
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are
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my
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eyes
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filling
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up
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with
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Answer
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these
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lonely
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tears
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when
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there's
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girls
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all
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over
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the
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world?
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And
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is
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she
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lying
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on
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a
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tropical
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beach
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somewhere,
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underneath
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a
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tropical
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sun,
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pining
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away
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in
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a
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heatwave
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there,
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hoping
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that
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I
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won't
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be
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Answer
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long?
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I
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should
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be
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lying
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on
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that
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sun-swept
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beach
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with
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her,
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caressing
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her
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warm
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brown
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skin
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And
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then
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in
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a
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year
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or
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maybe
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not
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quite
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we'll
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be
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sharing
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the
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same
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next
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of
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kin
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I'd
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Answer
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go
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the
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whole
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wide
|
world
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I'd
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go
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the
|
whole
|
wide
|
world
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just
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to
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find
|
her
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I'd
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go
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the
|
whole
|
wide
|
world
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I'd
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go
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the
|
whole
|
wide
|
world
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to
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find
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out
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where
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they
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hide
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her
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ETA: Which I guess I didn't realize this song goes all the way back to the 70s! So now I have learned something new.