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I got the waterfront
I got the waterfront
Inching by with kissing waves
I looked
And winced
As I realized
That all i could see
Was mine
I got the waterfront
I got the waterfront
While you got the sticks
You and the sticks
Building building building
Always building
But I, if I chose to
Could drink and rest
And sail and fish
I got the waterfront
I got the waterfront
Alone and deserted
But all mine
That’s something

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