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Oh girlie with your brown eyes |
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And your long flowing hair |
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With the lantern shining through your lips |
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I slip on through my stare |
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With your pink glass sunken past the walls |
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You kiss my thistle eyes |
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Can't you take me in Loch Ness |
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Have your hair soaked in crystal skies |
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Oh girlie, oh girlie |
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Carve my name out on the elm tree sun |
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Among the plastered burn shaded by woven fur |
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Will you run my reaching fingers |
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All around your swimming gill |
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Sillouette me through the brush strokes |
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Of your naked whirling figure |
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Oh girlie, oh girlie |
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I am to ask you |
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"Can't you cast me in your spell" |
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And live my dream along days |
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Lost inside your spring shell |
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For my time is swiftly sliding |
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Down the rainbow of my youth |
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Won't you make me while i pittle yers |
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Can't tell us all the truth |
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Oh girlie |
