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Can you hear over the buzz of flies |
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Between the pillows and the skies |
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That beg into your eyes |
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Through the looking glass |
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In between your thighs |
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A talking cat's no great surprise |
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As we go straight down the rabbit hole |
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There we go |
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I've been meaning to tell you |
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A sentimental thing that occurred to me |
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I was wanting to show you |
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A set of photographs |
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That'll make you laugh or smile |
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You might wanna stick one on his nose |
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Around his teeth, down his drug hole |
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There's nowhere else for teeth to go |
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Scottish fiver up his nose |
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Haven't seen his face |
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Since oh so long ago |
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I was there to sing but I didn't dare |
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His lips are blue, his eyes are closed |
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I've been meaning to tell you |
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A sentimental thing that occurred to me |
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Yeah, I was wanting to show you |
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A set of photographs |
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The moment came and went too fast |
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What the papers say isn't true |
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There's no more shouting, no more pouting for you |