You're up state, up late and city fed
I'm a California label from the top of my head
Forever, ah
See a lot of open sky when the sun goes down
There's a hot lot of loving when you come around
To free me, ah
In a boat to sail, boat to sail away, ah
All those letters mailed
From a boat to sail away, ah
We are riding in a boat to sail
Bare foot, coconut and super mild
Jamaica, take a look at your own child
Forget not
Brian Wilson songs are never left behind
Don't you worry, baby, you're a friend of mine
For so long
From a boat to sail, boat to sail away, ah
All those letters mailed
From a boat to sail away, ah
We are riding in a boat to sail
We are riding in a boat to sail
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