I need your huggin
I'm here my fears close guarded
You must be last on the next flight
You love the beautiful West Side
The beach and gorgeous sunrise
Surfs up the waves are rising high
I'm all alone I need you here in Santa Monica
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From hear to Bell Air
The blue bus will take us everywhere
everyone's happy every where till now
From ??? to El Serrito
Seven years I been down at the West Coast
Surfs up the waves are rising high
I'm all alone I need here in Santa Monica
I'm all alone why don't you come to Santa Monica
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