Crox and Sox - Moroccan Sunset

One, two, three, go

Back in the days of Danger Zone, Ruaridh's hair colour was unknown
We let him into the band, with one firm shake of the hand
One direction in which we would push him, there was only one logical solution
He was a bandit of sorts, just like the Lone Ranger

He's Moroccan Sunset, don't break a sweat
He's Moroccan Sunset, he's always set

He shouted at us, I'm not flipping ginger
That was not true, replied the singer
It's the slightest bit strange, but he kept denying
Cause deep down inside, we knew he was lying

He's Moroccan Sunset, it's clear to see
He's Moroccan Sunset, so let him be
He's Moroccan Sunset, don't break a sweat
He's Moroccan Sunset, he's always set

Written by:
Stewart Maciver

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