By george terry
My heart was leaping in the sun;
My friends all say that youre the one.
Let me get this one thing very clear:
There aint enough going on down here.
Mainline florida, oh say.
Mainline florida, o.k.
Her arms were open, open wide;
Her invitations a changing tide.
I could remember not long ago
We took a cruise down on hotel row.
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