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Beach Concert in Rio | ||
| It is nice for you and me When there's music by the sea. Coconuts are there to drink. City lights come on and blink. Waves are rolling up the sand. Colored lights are on the band. What a pleasant place to be, At a concert by the sea. Praise the Lord for inner peace. May our happiness not cease. We can find a magic place In the frantic urban race. | ||
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