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Sleeping in a van, out of gas

Playing in a band, on Mississipi Avenue

Pickin' a guitar, strapped for cash

Mappin' out the stars, on every single latitude

And it was all about

Lipstick, pickups and drumstick

Flips on the white stripe kit

Cause the kids can’t quit, no

You know I just can’t quit, no

Oh, I’m a sailor, keep on sailing

Out of my mind, out on the tide

I’ve got nowhere to be

I’m a sailor, not a salesman

Out on the line, nothing to hide

Cause I’m no good at pretending

Hanging on a watermelon sunset

Swing through open doors in my dreams

Eight years old and no one ever told me

What I couldn’t be

Shoot hoops, dance moves, I could believe anything

And it was all about

Lipstick, pickups and drumstick

Flips on the white stripe kit

Cause the kids can’t quit, no

You know I just can’t quit, no

Oh, I’m a sailor, keep on sailing

Out of my mind, out on the tide

I’ve got nowhere to be

I’m a sailor, not a salesman

Out on the line, nothing to hide

Cause I’m no good at pretending

I hear you speak, it’s synthetic, like a dead end

It’s just nothing

It’s just nothing, it’s synthetic

It’s just nothing, ooh

Oh, I’m a sailor, keep on sailing

Out of my mind, out on the tide

I’ve got nowhere to be

I’m a sailor, not a salesman

Out on the line, nothing to hide

Cause I’m no good at pretending

I guess Jackson was right

Imma sail out of sight

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