Blake Robinson - On the tropical island | Текст песни

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• On the tropical island

On a tropical island,
Underneath a molten lava moon.
Hangin' with the hula dancers,
Askin' questions cause' they got all the answers.

Verse 2:
Puttin' on lotion! Sittin' by the ocean!
Rubbin' it on my body! Rubbin' it on my body!

Verse 3:
Get me out of this caa-a-ve,
'cause it's nothing but a gladiator graa-a-ve.
And if I stick to the plaa-a-n,
I think I'll turn into a lava maa-a-n.
I think I'll turn into a lava man!

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