| Marilyn Monroe did a night shoot in a pool
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| Posing naked for a playboy spread
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| She was old, but she still was cool
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| When they wrapped right after midnight
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| And the crew went to the bar
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| Norma Jean just did the backstroke
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| Like she was reachin' for a fallen star
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| Beautiful Swimmers they know how to move
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| Slidin' cross the water like a steel guitar
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| Beautiful Swimmers stay in the groove
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| Riding constant currents near and far
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| Standing in a tidal pool just east of Baltimore
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| Watching little blue crabs navigate the eastern shore
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| Every bayou stream and river in time runs to the sea
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| Every flounder, tadpole, and softshell feels the choreography
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| There all Beautiful Swimmers who know how to move
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| Sneakin' pass the draggers and the oyster bars
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| Beautiful Swimmers just feel the groove
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| Painting liquid brush strokes like renoir
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| I miss my dorsal fin, I’m a big fish out of water
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| Dwellin' on the coastal plain
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| Now If I was as rich as the agacon
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| I tell you what I would do
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| Buy every man, woman, and child on this planet
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| A mask and a snorkle too
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| Then I’d leave this big migration
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| Destination Chesapeake Bay
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| Then we’d splash our way around the world
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| Life is just a water ballet
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| Come all you Beautiful Swimmers who know how to move
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| Let’s crowd across the water like a steel guitar
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| Beautiful Swimmers stay in the groove
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| Fetching constant currents near and far |