Five For Fighting

Ocean
I got a thing for fish with no eyes Who swim deep in the sea With nothing to see I've got a thing for mountians of sand Left all to their own To quietly stand won't you help me now... Take me to the bottom of... Take me to the bottom of... Take me to the bottom of...the ocean I got a thing for mermaiden tails Swim naked with me Your hair of seaweed I got a thing for sunken shipwrecks With booty of gold I don't care if it's wet won't you help me now... Take me to the bottom of... Take me to the bottom of... Take me to the bottom of...the ocean I don't need no air From Letras Mania