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This newsprint realist claims he found a way |
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Did I say love |
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Divine intervention my name is spoken |
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All effects are placed through you |
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Did I say love |
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I am now your redeemer left |
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Allow me to reach deep down inside |
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Allow us to single out from two |
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I am now your outlook on life |
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You are so ripe for the picking |
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You are so ripe |
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I can't tell you where |
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I am or where |
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I have been |
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Did I say love |
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Dialtone breathes and you cross your lungs |
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Grab the line and whisper through |
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Did I say love |
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I am now your redeemer left |
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Allow me to reach deep down inside |
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Allow us to single out from two |
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I am now your outlook on life |
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You are so ripe for the picking |
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You are so ripe |
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You alright honey |
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Smells like discontent |
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I can afford to degrade |