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I?m so far away from you |
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Pacing up and down my room |
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Does Jesus only love a man who loses? |
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Turn on my radio |
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There's some cat on the saxophone |
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Laying down a litany of excuses |
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The madhouse longing in my baby's eyes |
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She rubs a lamp between her thighs |
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And hopes the genie comes out singing |
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And she lives in some forgotten song |
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And moves like she is zombie strong |
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Breathes steady as the pendulum keeps swinging |
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You better hold on to yourself |
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Well, cities rust and fall to ruin |
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Factories close and cars go cruising |
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In and around the borders of her vision |
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And she says, oh woah, woah, woah, woah |
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As Jesus makes the flowers grow |
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All around the scene of her collision |
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Oh you know |
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I would, yes, |
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I wouldI would hold on to yourself' |
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Cause in the middle of the night |
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I try my best to chase outside |
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The phantoms and the ghosts and the fairy girls'1001 |
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Nights' like this she mutters, ? |
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Open sesame? |
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And 'Ali Baba |
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And His Forty |
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Thieves'Launch her off the face of the world |
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Well, you know one day |
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I'll come back |
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And I?ll hold on to yourself, to yourself |
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Oh yeah, hold on to yourself |
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Oh babe, I?m a thousand miles away |
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And I just don?t know what to say? |
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Cause Jesus only loves a man who bruises |
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But darling we can clearly see |
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It?s all life and fire and lunacy |
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And excuses and excuses and excuses |
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Well, you know if |
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I could I would |
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Yeah, I would lie right down |
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And I?d hold on to yourself |
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Yeah, I would lie right down |
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And I would hold on to yourself |
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One day I?ll come back to you |
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And I?ll hold on to yourself |
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Yeah, I?m gonna come back |
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Gonna lie down |
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And I?ll hold on to yourself |
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Yeah, to yourself, self, to yourself |
