Mutineers

You know the way it is
These thoughts are mutineers
Trying to shake the monkey off my back.

So beat the island drum
And steady as she come
And all the stores are closing for the lack
To drink the damn place dry
Only plan of attack.

And babe
Sure feels good
Sure feels good
This moving close
This moving close
Sure feels good babe.

And hey
What could they know?
What could they know?
Of what we have
Yeah what we have
What could they know, babe?

The early warning signs
All lit up in my mind
It's true you know some things weren't meant to be
Until your secret's out it's your worst enemy.

And babe
It sure feels good
Sure feels good
This moving close
This moving close
It sure feels good babe.

And hey
What could they know?
What could they know?
Of what we have
Yeah what we have
What could they know, babe?

And time is ours to burn
Is ours to burn
We got that glide
That freewheel glide
It's ours to burn babe.

Oh babe
Sure feels good
Sure feels good
This moving close
This moving close
Sure feels good, babe.

Ooooh
Kick off your shoes babe
Ooooh
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Ooooh, oooh, oooh ...