Swimming In Your Ocean Lyrics by Crash Test Dummies
When I’m sampling from your bosom
Sometimes I suffer from distractions like
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When I’m sampling from your bosom
Sometimes I suffer from distractions like
Once there was this kid who
Got into an accident and couldn’t come to school
The first Noel, the angels did say
Unto certain poor shepherds in fields where they lay
Drop that
Thing in my palm
You see that house
That’s over there
See the cows grazing
There in the distance
I
I like to keep my hands clean
You can try sneaking around if you like
By the wharf, or away in the woods