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I've sat in Alleyways |
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And spoke to buildings |
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I've worn a womans body |
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To provoke a male |
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I've spread emotion lotion |
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On ma feelings |
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To clean the river |
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That's running thru me |
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I'd like to sail on the ocean of love |
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But the wind said : |
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"This boat aint goin nowhere |
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Without a breeze" |
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My mind |
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Has been twisted |
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Reformed |
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Conformed |
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And deformed by someone |
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I met by complete chance |
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In a bluebell field |
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I'd like to hold you tight |
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Hold you close |
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Cover your mouth |
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Burn all your clothes |
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Chorus |
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Walkin naked thru a bluebell field |
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So much laughter |
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Should intensify the real |
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Walkin naked thru a bluebell field |
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I'd like to kiss your hips |
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Lick your lips |
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Shed my soul |
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+ Blind fold ya |
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Chorus |
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I'd like to **** your aura |
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And when I have the time |
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I'd like to unscrew your mind |
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Chorus |
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I'd like to tell your mama |
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Tell your pa |
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Bout the "thangs" we did |
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In their backyard |
