Private Beach
Private Beach : Lyrics and composition by Tristan Waterkeyn
Not much to do today
Not much to say You see, im so happy im so fly
I got nothing but my own sweet time
Not much to wear today
No clouds to hide all of my cares away
You see im so exotic im so fly
I got money and my bright bright white smile.
My lifes a private beach
My cocktails just in reach
Got fine white sand between my pretty toes
Got the sun out today and so ive lost all my clothes…
So much I want to save
This world could be a better place
You know im so caring ive got soul
I don’t wear fur cause I grow my own , (know what I mean)
Its such a waste of air
Pollution it is every where
You know im so pretty im so sweet
Gave all my brown coins to those kids on the street
Posted: December 22nd, 2007
at 5:26pm by Tristan Waterkeyn
Tagged with Air Pollution, Cares, Clothes, Clouds, Cocktails, Coins, Composition, Fly, Fur, Kids On The Street, Lyrics, Money, Pretty Toes, Private Beach, Sun, Sweet Time, Those Kids, White Sand, White Smile
Categories: songs
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