You can see the tan-lines on your feet.
Sand in your shoes is left over from the beach.
And it's all there, it's all there.
So maybe, maybe.
Your hair is blonde, it was bleached by the sun.
The more you reminisce, the more it is done.
And it's all there, it's all there.
So maybe, you should be more aware.
That you are not a platypus,
And you are not a crocodile,
And you can't breathe underwater.
So just come home, you animal.
Oh just come home you animal.
A purple fiver is hiding in your pocket.
Your door is closed but you don't need to lock it.
And you've come home, you've come home.
So maybe, leave your passport alone.
To settle down, it sounds like such a curse.
But you've done so much, you know it could be worse.
Oh where you've flown! And how you've grown!
So maybe it's okay that you're done.
Because, you are not a platypus,
And you are not a crocodile,
And you can't breathe underwater, oh no.
So just come home, you animal.
Oh just come home, you animal.
Oh just come home, you animal.
Oh just come home, you animal, hey!
Oh just come home you animal x 6
Oh just come home.
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