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The Answer is Jim

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The freshening breeze slides off the shadowed slope
past the warming land the sand the sapphire bay
then smacks the spinnaker with its surging power
and suddenly we're flying! through the spray
and fiery sun down to Aruba with you Jim
on your music

Oh I can't get started any more it's no use
when I heard your name on the radio today
my top E snapped and my heart strings broke.

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Howard Pitkow

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