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She, shining like a star, like a sun, like a moon |
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and all that other stuff you know |
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I wanted everything, she gave me everything |
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but everything is never enough |
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what I mean is, she, my kind of fluff. |
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Like a star or a sun or a moon |
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like the surface of a still lagoon |
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like a stainless steel spoon she's shining |
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reach out to turn her on |
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she fills the room and hijinks ensue |
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in dark nights of the soul |
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I don't mind saying that I think I've had one or two |
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tried to tell her, she already knew |
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like an incandescent wish |
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like a silverplate chaffing dish |
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like a Siamese fighting fish she's shining |
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like a blinding brilliant thing |
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like a turned on electric ring |
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like a novel by Stephen King she's shining |
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ooh ah, ooh ooh ooh ah |
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glowing in her jar |
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just like a little piece of star |
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ooh ooh ooh ooh ah |
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like a blue electric shock |
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like a radioactive rock |
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like the hands of a digital clock she's shining |
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like the Thames or the Rhine or the Nile |
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like a luminescent radio dial |
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like a brand new ceramic tile she's shining |
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ooh she's shining, ooh she's shining |
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in this endless night |
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she's my little misguiding light |
