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What's in your coconut? Nothing but marbles Rolling around a shell Better give them a spill Under the bright blue sky Oh, what a pretty high I'll pile 'til that exile And spill 'til that spirit Flies back home What's in your low water? Nothing but turtles Piling up on their shells Overcoming themselves Under the bright blue sky Oh, what a fatal high Now, I'll pile 'til that exile And spill 'til that spirit Flies back home |