They broke the shell/ But they couldn't eat the coconut/ They tried to/ But they couldn't have a bite/ Even in their dreams/ They wouldn't let them/ The dream is their's/ Yet they wouldn't let them/ This is too much/ Yet they can't do much/ My belle, my head o! / They are following me o! / I want jolification too/ Give me something to hold on to
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