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When I lift the moon to my lips It tastes fresh as a head of lettuce You were always waiting for The moment to ride the radio roar Nothing on my mind but the sunshine Time of your life in the sunshine There's life moving right out of the page Meditating on your sweet rays Your rugs fraying out shake it all over When I listen to the radio roar Nothing on my mind but the sunshine Time of your life burning white I'm gonna drink up the sun Sunshine Nothing on my mind But the sunshine When I lift the moon to my lips It tastes so fresh oh yes Your rugs fraying out shake it all over The moment you were always waiting for Nothing on my mind but the sunshine Time of your life in the sunshine From Letras Mania