I am lost here on the sea. I floated away from shore. No one knows what's happened to me. Been three days going on four. I hide myself from the boiling sun. And only come out at night. But I haven't seen any one To tell of my terrible plight. I 'borrowed' the boat without permission And no one saw me leaving there. Yes, it was a bad decison. But the weather was so fair. So I did an impulsive thing. And ran out of gas on the way. The boat's not reported missing 'Cause the owner lives in L.A.. I will never do anything like this again! I'll live as quiet as a mouse. Is that lightning? Will it rain? WAIT! It's the glow from a lighthouse! From them I'll have to beg some fuel. I'll plead and cry and act my best. 'Cause I'm as stubborn as a mule. And I'm headed for Key West!
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