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letra de marin - stroke 9

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[verse 1]
this guy walks into a little saloon and sits down
he draws the eyes of all the locals of this small town
he looks d-mn normal to me
bandana on his head, birks on his feet
he looks up and gives me a grin and says “hey dude, you too must be from marin”

[chorus]
marin county’s a.o.k
from tam to stinson all the way to m.a
fresh organic veggies in the market everyday
the dead, dylan, and n.w.a

[verse 2]
so anyway he walks in and takes a seat in the back
dreadlocks, birkenstocks, tye-dye and hackey-sack
he says, “dude pretty trippy place, dude, i’m moon rays, dude”
his beamer must be in the shop today
’cause i saw him drive up in a cabriolet
he offers me a toke off a funny looking smoke
and my head starts to spin, life seems like a joke

[verse 3]
so we’re sitting there in this little saloon
two dudes from marin, me and the moon
and we’re sipping calistogas when the juke pumps out “carey-anne”
some guy at the bar says, “hey who is this fairy band?”
i jump for his throat, make a fist with my hand
but moon stops the violence and says, “peace man”

[chorus]
marin county’s a.o.k
from tam to stinson all the way to m.a
fresh organic veggies in the market everyday
the dead, dylan, and n.w.a

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