| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Thank God the tiki torch still shines
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| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Come on in and open up your mind
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| I was out on a leave of absence
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| From any resemblance to reality
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| I felt like a rocket launched to the great blue yonder
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| From the boys down at Kennedy
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| I was driving by his majesty’s court hotel
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| Where the sign said praise his name
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| I was tired and alone I couldn’t see too well
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| But I don’t think that he was to blame
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| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Thank God the tiki torch still shines
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| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Come on in and open up your mind
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| There’s a full moon over Daytona beach
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| There’s a full moon in my mind
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| And my suntan dream is still out of reach
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| And the strip malls are robbing me blind
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| Well his name was Mr. Dale Earnhardt
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| And he drove the black number three
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| Now the king is gone but he’ll not be forgotten
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| Nor his like will we ever see
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| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Thank God the tiki torch still shines
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| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Come on in and open up your mind
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| I know a drink ain’t no solution
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| I ain’t had one in seventeen years
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| But if that tiki bar was closed tonight
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| Well I might just disappear
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| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Thank God the tiki torch still shines
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| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Come on in and open up your mind
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| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Thank God the tiki torch still shines
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| Thank God the tiki bar is open
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| Come on in and open up your mind |