Sunset Rubdown - Swimming lyrics

Maybe an ocean is found in the lake Maybe exceptions to this could be made But I'm swimming Lord, just to be saved She always loved him, but not in the way The way she's supposed to, but she never claimed to Oh she's swimming Lord, just to be saved Young lovers gathering 'round they hold their hands on Sundays And some days they'll get down on the ground, they'll get down on the ground for you I'd say you got some explaining to do and some claiming to do And I, I'd say you got some silly dreams that can't come true, oh Someday he'll get down on the ground, he'll get down on the ground for you He's getting old, he's getting old, he's getting old He's getting old, he's getting old, and the water is cold Bum-bum-ba-da-dum-dum Bum-da-dum-da-dum-dum Bum-da-dum-da-dum-dum Bum-da-dum-da-dum-dum Bum-da-dum-da-dum-dum Bum-bum-ba-da-dum-dum-dum-dum Oh I'd say you got some explaining to do and some claiming to do And I, I'd say you got some silly dreams that can't come true, oh Someday he'll get down on the ground, get down on the ground for you He's getting old, he's getting old, he's getting old He's getting old, he's getting old Because variables lurk in the wine Because the bed's warm and it's cold out that's a good sign It's never ever gonna feel right to pull the latch back again This dust you kick up is too fine Because variables lurk in the wine Because the bed's warm and it's cold out that's a good sign It's never ever gonna feel right to pull the latch back again This dust you kick up is too fine