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I sat in the cafe by the cracker factory |
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You were practicing a magic trick |
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And my thoughts got rude, |
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As you talked and chewed |
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On the last of your pick and mix |
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Said your mistaken if your thinking that |
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I haven't been caught cold before |
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As you bit into your strawberry lace |
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And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper |
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Is all you have left and it was going to waste |
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Your past-times, consisted of the strange |
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And twisted and deranged |
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And I love that little game you had called |
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Crying lightning |
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And how you like to aggravate |
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The ice-cream man on rainy afternoons |
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The next time that I caught my own reflection |
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It was on it's way to meet you |
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Thinking of excuses to postpone |
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You never look like yourself from the side |
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But your profile did not hide |
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The fact you knew I was approaching your throne |
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With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache |
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Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war |
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And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction |
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There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw |
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And your past-times, consisted of the strange |
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And twisted and deranged |
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And I hate that little game you had called |
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Crying lightning |
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And how you like to aggravate |
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The icky man on rainy afternoons |
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Uninviting |
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But not half as impossible as everyone assumes |
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You are crying lightning |
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Your past-times, consisted of the strange |
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And twisted and deranged |
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And I hate that little game you had called |
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Crying lightning |
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Crying lightning |
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Crying lightning |
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Crying lightning |
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Your past-times, consisted of the strange |
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And twisted and deranged |
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And I hate that little game you had called |
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Crying |
