It was a crazy Saturday night
Sunday morning on the beach
The club was champagne only
The vodka was neat
We seemed to be floating
Life was standing still
I saw it in your expression
Doing it for the thrill
Rolled the dice
Once or twice
Spent our money
We’re doing fine
Sunlight splits the stones
Waves are gently crashing
We could be in Naples
If it wasn’t Dublin town
27/09/2022 Tuesday 565
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