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The ponies run, the girls are young, |
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The odds are there to beat. |
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You win a while, and then it's done - |
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Your little winning streak. |
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And summoned now to deal |
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With your invincible defeat, |
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You live your life as if it's real, |
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A Thousand Kisses Deep. |
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I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed, |
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I'm back on Boogie Street. |
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You lose your grip, and then you slip |
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Into the Masterpiece. |
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And maybe I had miles to drive, |
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And promises to keep: |
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You ditch it all to stay alive, |
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A Thousand Kisses Deep. |
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And sometimes when the night is slow, |
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The wretched and the meek, |
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We gather up our hearts and go, |
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A Thousand Kisses Deep. |
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Confined to sex, we pressed against |
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The limits of the sea: |
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I saw there were no oceans left |
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For scavengers like me. |
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I made it to the forward deck. |
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I blessed our remnant fleet - |
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And then consented to be wrecked, |
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A Thousand Kisses Deep. |
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I'm turning tricks, I'm getting fixed, |
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I'm back on Boogie Street. |
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I guess they won't exchange the gifts |
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That you were meant to keep. |
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And quiet is the thought of you, |
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The file on you complete, |
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Except what we forgot to do, |
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A Thousand Kisses Deep. |
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And quiet is the thought of you, |
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The file on you complete, |
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Except what we forgot to do, |
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A Thousand Kisses Deep. |
