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She looked at me and did the bosa nova |
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I smiled at her and then just walked away |
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then the lights came on and it was over |
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to my surprise, she wasn't a girl at all |
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so I packed it up and took to a rock show... |
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where you can feel the pulse getting stronger |
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& you can only hear the beat for so long |
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I asked if there was any way to stop it |
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No, he said, just smile and act as if... |
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you worship the very ground on which they walk on... |
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no way |
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a temporary absence of gesture |
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a hidden meaning known to everyone |
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a slight misconception of leizure |
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don't see how that could hurt anyone...I know...but |
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spirit, excellence, further down the road, |
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these are the tools you'll need further down the road. |
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so lets pack it up and take it somewhere special... |
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from a quintessential, existential nightmare |
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to a sanctuary waiting in the sun |
