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Squaws out on the gulf stream Big storms comin' soon I passed out in my hammock God I slept 'till way past noon Stood up and tried to focus I hoped I wouldn't have to look far I knew I could use a bloody Mary So I stumbled next door to the bar And now I must confess I could use some rest I can't run at this pace very long Yes it's quite insane I think it hurts my brain But it cleans me out then I can go on Something about sunday It's the most peculiar day Strollin' down the avenue That's known as 818 Feelin' tired that I gotta inspire I knew that it wouldn't last long So all alone I walked back home Sat on the beach and then i made up this song And now I must confess Letras de cancionesI could use some rest I can't run at this pace very long Yes it's quite insane I think it hurts my brain But it cleans me out then I can go on Well the wind is blowin' harder now 50 knots or there about There's white caps on the ocean And I am watchin for water spouts It's time to close the shutters It's time to go inside And all week I'll be in Old Paris Hell that's a mighty long airplane ride And now I must confess I could use some rest I can't run at this pace very long Yes it's quite insane I think it hurts my brain But it cleans me out then I can go on Yes it cleans me out then I can go on Yeah it cleans me out then I can go on From Letras Mania