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you wake up in the morning with nothing to do
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just tie your shoe, bruh, ya feel ban' new
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but you watch as the big boats float past
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they're so rich and they're so fat
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and swimming in the Delta can make you laugh
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when you gotta swim around all that trash
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Bethel....Island....Ya----ah, ah ah
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Bethel....Island....Ya----ah, ah ah
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Swing beach is the place to go,
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but when the tide come we must go
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poppa got drunk and took from there
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the fifties bash is a riot- I think
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and the catfish race really takes the sink
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Gramma Maury would go to church,
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then back to Post Ofiice, she would work
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Uncle Jerry was a fire fighter
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but he got fought by the lung cancer
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Uncle Mike on his Harley bike,
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stole the fortune and said "goodbye!"