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Correct Coastal Confessions Lyrics
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Jimmy Buffett
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Correct Coastal Confessions
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Well I'm a tidal pool explorer From the days of my misspent youth I believe that down on the beach Where the seagulls preach Is where the chinese buried the truth So I dig in the sand With my misguided hands And if I dig deep enough I just might dig it up Talk about treasure Talk about pleasure Talk about love Now I'm a reader of the night sky And a singer of an order of tunes That's how I float across time Livin way past my prime Like a long lost baby's balloon So I hang onto the string Work that whole gravity thing But when my spaceship goes pop Back to the earth I will drop Into the sea Or the limbs of a tree Or the wings of my love And I don't know what I'm supposed to do Maybe an envious glory or two I've got coastal confessions to make How bout you They say that time is like a river And stories are the key to the past But now I'm stuck in between Here at my typing machine Tryin to come up with some words that will last Its so easy to see That we live history And if I just find the beat I know ill land on my feet I always do Haven't got a clue Because it comes from above And I don't know what I'm supposed to do Maybe an envious glory or two I've got coastal confessions to make How bout you How bout you So bless me father as I have sinned Given the chance id probobly do it again I don't need absolution Just a simple solution Will do So lets talk about the future Or the consequences of my past I've got scars I've got lines I'm not hard to define Just an alterboy coverin his ass I know I can't run and hide Just hang on for the ride There will be laughter and tears As we progress through the years But still its fun Hey I'm not done I'm gonna dance till I fall And I don't know what I'm supposed to do Maybe have me a boat drink or two Its still the coastal confessions I hear Tell the truth Tell the truth I've got some coastal confessions to make How bout you How bout you How bout you And you and you and you Its been 42 years since my last confession. Well Father do you have the rest of the week? Lets get started. I had impure thoughts, I smoked some pot, Stole some peanut butter, Father wake up!
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