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Do you remember me ? How we used to be helpless and happy and blind ? |
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Sunk without hope in a haze of good dope and cheap wine ? |
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Laying on the living-room floor on those Indian |
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tapestry cushions you made |
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Thinking of calling our first born Jasmine or Jade. |
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Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it to me, |
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Don't think about it, don't think about it, |
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don't think about it, don't think about what it might be, |
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Don't get up to open the door, just stay with me here on the floor, |
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It's gonna get cold in the 1970's. |
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You wouldn't listen, you thought you knew better, |
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you just to had to speak to that man. |
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Please believe me, I'll visit whenever I can. |
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Laying in your little white room with no windows |
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and three square sedations a day, |
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You plead with the doctor who's running the show, |
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'Please don't take Jasmine away and leave me alone.' |
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Don't do it, don't do it, don't do it, don't do it to me, |
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Don't think about it, don't think about it, |
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don't think about it, don't think about what it might be, |
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Don't get up to open the door, just stay with me here on the floor, |
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It's gonna get cold in the 1970's. |
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Do you remember me ? How we used to be helpless and happy and blind ? |
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Sunk without hope in a haze of good dope and cheap wine ? |
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Now in your little white room with no windows |
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and three square sedations a day |
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You plead with the doctor who's running the show, |
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'Please don't take Jasmine away and leave me alone.' |
