The Case of the Sea World Adventure
The Case of the Sea World Adventure

Flip
Words & Music: John Forster

I picked you out, from twenty million birds.
Instant friends, it only took four words.
I said You. I said Whoa. I said Play? I said Hey.
So began our splendid partnership.
And when I think about it...I flip! Flip!
I read you and you read me. Flip! Flip!

It's like telepathy.
Hey come-a-come-a come on.
Come-a-come-a come on.
Let's jump the moon.
We're so in tune, I want to flip!

Flip me five. Flip me ten.
Then five and ten again.

There they were a-swimming in a pack.
They swan away. We called. And they swam back.
We said Play? They said (Dolphins SFX).
We said Hey. They said (Dolphins SFX).
Something clicked and that was just the tip.
And when I think about it...I flip.

Flip! We read them and they read us. Flip!
Flip!

It's just miraculous.
Hey, come-a-come-a come on.
Come-a-come-a come on.
Let's jump the moon.
We're so much in tune, I want to flip!
Flip!

Every creature, small or great,
has a way to communicate.
and when you find it,
you just have to...flip! Flip!

Our friendships not a fluke. Flip! Flip!
A kook can spot a kook.
Hey, come-a-come-a come on.
Come-a-come-a come on.
Let's jump the moon.
We're so much in tune, I want to flip!
Flip!

Flip me five. Flip me ten. Flip. Flip.
Then five and ten again. Flip. Flip.
Big splash. Flip. Flip...
You're all wet.


Miami
Words & Music: John Forster

What is that tropic spot that people like alot?
Mi-i-i-ami.
What is both cool and hot?
Mi-i-i-ami.
Even the hurricanes cannot resist it.
No hurricane has ever missed it.
I hear the timbales. I taste the tamaloes.
It's calling, it's calling to me.

Chorus:
We've got to get the Miami.
My goodness, my gracious, Miami.
We've got to get to Miami.
That hot melting pot by the sea.
The days are palmy, the nights are balmy.
There's hot pastrami and Key Lime pie to die for.

What's full of crowded streets and Afro-Cuban beats.
Mi-i-i-ami.
What has that lazy lilt, yet with a turbo tilt?
Mi-i-i-ami.
We're feeling hi-i-igh on the idea of jar alai and Hialeah.
We'll snorkel and scuba, explore little Cuba.
It's calling, it's calling to me.

Chorus

We've got to get to Miami.
Tell Daddy and Mommy, we've gone to Miami.
It's rough and it's tumble but...
Stagger or stumble, we'll get to Miami or bust.
Cause get to Miami we must.

Mi-i-i-ami. Hotcha hotcha hotch-CHA! Miami!

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