The tide is high, but I'm (Listen) holding on. (This is Seeed, y'all)
I'm gonna be your number (Sub-dominant G is coming out with a classic) one.
I'm not the kind of guy who gives up just like...
He sat in the corner, not even looking anymore,
Rowed around in a boat on his sea of tears.
The love of his life had left him, yep,
And for that he actually wanted to hate her and not himself.
Baby, don't do this to me, I can be so much better,
Was what he thought, but that didn't bring her back either.
That's just life, sometimes a quake's gonna come, now and then,
Just now you were standing in the sun, and here comes the rain.
Yes, yes, yeah, yeah, if only he'd been a little more self-assured.
Actually he was the one who always made the ladies cry,
Or, depending on the strategy, cut loose with a joke instead.
But anyway, whether as heartbreaker or clown,
He was still 100% the hippest boy in town. (yo)
That's the way it's gotta stay, he stands up, turns the radio on
And just then they're playing his favorite song.
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Tide is high, but I'm holding on.
I'm gonna be your number one.
I'm not the kind of guy who gives up just like that.
Nonono... Noooo no no nooooo
Tide is high, but I'm moving on.
I'm gonna be your number one.
I'm not the kind of guy who gives up just like that.
Nonono... Noooo no no nooooo
Back on the road he was back to his old self,
Peeking under girls' skirts, on the offensive 'til death (boy).
When they asked, when can we see each other again,
He said I don't know, baby, I've still got many miles to go.
Maybe I'll stay down south, lying between señoritas
In the north I'm in demand, in the east I get what I came for.
Finally there is a small town in the west, that's where she lives,
The one who tastes better than any other woman.
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