Sunset Rubdown - Swimming Lyrics

Maybe an ocean is found in the lake
Maybe exceptions to this could be made
But I'm swimming Lord, just to be saved

She always loved him, but not in the way
The way she's supposed to, but she never claimed to
But she's swimming Lord, just to be saved
Young lovers gathering 'round, they
Hold their hands on Sundays
Someday, they get down on the ground
They'll get down on the ground for you

I'd say you've got some explaining to do
Explaining to do
And I'd say you've got some silly dreams
That can't come true, oh
Someday, I'll get down on the ground
Get down on the ground for you

He's getting old, he's getting old, he's getting old
He's getting old, he's getting old
And the water is cold

Bum, bum, ba, da, dum, dum
Bum, bum, ba, da, dum, dum
Bum, bum, ba, da, dum, dum
Bum, bum, ba, da, dum, dum
Bum, bum, ba, da, dum, dum
Bum, bum, ba, da, dum, dum, dum

I'd say you've got some explaining to do
Explaining to do
And I'd say you've got some silly dreams
That can't come true, oh
Someday, I'll get down on the ground
Get down on the ground for you

He's getting old, he's getting old, he's getting old
He's getting old, he's getting old

Because variables lurk in the wine
Because the best one that's cold out has a good sign
It's never ever gonna feel right to pull the latch back again
The dust you kick up is too fine
Because variables lurk in the wine
Because the best one that's cold out has a good sign
It's never ever gonna feel right
To pull the latch back again
The dust you kick up is too fine