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 She will kiss 'til your lip bleeds 
But she will not take her dress off 
Americana, tropicana 
All the sailor boys have demons 
They sing 'oh kentucky why did you forsake me? 
If I was meant to sail the sea 
Why did you make me? 
Should've been another state 
Oh state.. 
'cause mary anne's a bitch 
Mary anne's a bitch [x5]' 
Does it matter that our anchors 
Couldn't even reach the bottom 
Of a bath tub? 
And the sails reflect the moon 
It's such a strange job 
Playing black jack on the deck 
Still, atop this giant bottle dressed in white 
We quietly huddle with our missiles 
And we miss the girls back home 
Oh home sweet home 
'cause mary anne's a bitch 
Mary anne's a bitch [x5] 
She will kiss until your lip bleeds 
But she will not take her dress off 
Americana, tropicana 
Americana, tropicana 
Americana, americana 
 
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