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Starin’ at the prettiest part of this powder keg world
Sittin’ with the finest example of a beautiful girl
If we hadn’t hit the brakes, we’d have no idea
Paradise was hidin’ right here

Dippin’ our toes in the water
I don’t care if it gets any hotter
It’s you and me rememberin’ how to have fun
Let’s put our hearts together
Two parts love and a pinch of good weather
And top it all off with the sun
And mix it with rum, mmm, mmm, mm, mm

We came out here to do a whole lotta nothin’
And we’re doin’ pretty good, I think
The only one thing we need to worry about
Is fillin’ up when the ice cubes clink

Dippin’ our toes in the water
I don’t care if it gets any hotter
It’s you and me rememberin’ how to have fun
Let’s put our hearts together
Two parts love and a pinch of good weather
And top it all off with the sun
And mix it with rum, mmm, mmm, mm, mm
Mix it with rum, mmm, mmm, mm, mm

The lucky folks go to the ocean
The lake’s for the landlocked ones
We got a tarp in a truck bed
A kiddie pool, a slip and sled
Let that garden hose run

Dippin’ our toes in the water
I don’t care if it gets any hotter
It’s you and me rememberin’ how to have fun
Let’s put our hearts together
Two parts love and a pinch of good weather
And top it all off with the sun
And mix it with rum, mmmm, mmmm, mm, mm
And mix it with rum, mmmm, mmmm, mm, mm
And mix it with rum, mmmm, mmmm, mm, mm

(I know this song is about George W Bush, but it’s impossible not to think/ask the same things these days.)

Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let’s pretend we’re just two people and
You’re not better than me.
I’d like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
‘No child is left behind’?
We’re not dumb, and we’re not blind
They’re all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell

What kind of father would take his own daughter’s rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the First Lady has to say
You’ve come a long way from whiskey and cocaine

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you ’bout hard work:
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you ’bout hard work:
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you ’bout hard work:
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you ’bout hard work, hard work, hard work
You don’t know nothing ’bout hard work, hard work, hard work
Ooh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You’d never take a walk with me,
Would you?

I’m a tourist,
Not a terrorist
I can tell you what I’m here for
I’m looking for a good year
Not 1984

Yeah, I’m a tourist,
Not a terrorist
See me coming in the front door
Looking for a good year
Not 1984

I’m not an alien,
I’m Australian
I know I sound a little strange, yes?
But don’t we all want the same thing?
A little bit of happiness

Give me some love
Give me some love
Not 1984

It’s all a distraction, guaranteed satisfaction
But only for now, not for long
Yes it’s all an illusion, all the confusion
But right now we’re singing a song
Yes it’s all in the view, so how’s it looking to you?
It’s a wild ride but don’t get me wrong
It can be amusing, but what are we choosing?
Well right now, we’re singing a song

I’m a tourist,
Not a terrorist
I can tell you what I’m here for
I’m looking for a good year
Not 1984

I’m not an alien,
I’m Australian
I know I sound a little strange, yes? Yes.
But don’t we all want the same thing?
A little bit of happiness

Give me some love
Give me some love
Not 1984

Give me some love
Give me some love
Not 1984

Give me some love (Give me some love)
Give me some love (Give me some love)
Give me some love (Give me some love)
Give me some love (Give me some love)
Give me some love (Ooh, give me some love)
Give me some love
Give me some love (Ooh, give me some love)
Give me some love (All you need is)
Give me some love
Give me some love
Give me some love


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