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The weather started getting rough – the tiny ship was tossed. If not for the courage of the fearless crew the Minnow would be lost. the Minnow would be lost. Michael Knight a young loner on a crusade to champion the cause of the innocent. The helpless. The powerless in a world of criminals who operate above the law.
Why do we always come here? I guess well never know. Its like a kind of torture to have to watch the show. We’re gonna do it. On your mark get set and go now. Got a dream and we just know now we’re gonna make our dream come true. It’s a beautiful day in this neighborhood a beautiful day for a neighbor. Would you be mine? Could you be mine? Its a neighborly day in this beautywood a neighborly day for a beauty. Would you be mine? Could you be mine.” Sunday Monday Happy Days. Tuesday Wednesday Happy Days. Thursday Friday Happy Days.Saturday what a day. Groovin’ all week with you. Thank you for being a friend. Travelled down the road and back again. Your heart is true you’re a pal and a confidant. So this is the tale of our castaways they’re here for a long long time. They’ll have to make the best of things its an uphill climb. Come and play. Everything’s A-OK. Friendly neighbors there that’s where we meet. Can you tell me how to get how to get to Sesame Street.
Straightnin’ the curves. Flatnin’ the hills Someday the mountain might get ‘em but the law never will. All of them had hair of gold like their mother the youngest one in curls. Just sit right back and you’ll hear a tale a tale of a fateful trip that started from this tropic port aboard this tiny ship. Believe it or not I’m walking on air. I never thought I could feel so free.