All my friends tell me I should move on
I'm lying in the ocean singing your song
Ahhhhhhh Ahhhhh
That's how you sang it
It's the dream of my life
To speak on this mic
And through the world
I could talk to Christ
Right or wrong I make hit songs
I was born to perform with an order form
Through they shine the light
And that umbilical cord

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