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PM Dawn |
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Miscellaneous |
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Set Adrift On Memory Bliss |
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The camera pans the cocktail glass, |
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behind a blind of plastic plants; |
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I found the lady with the fat diamond ring. |
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then you know I can't remember a damn thing. |
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I think it's one of those de ja vu things, |
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or a dream that's tryin' to tell me something. |
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Or will I ever stop thinkin' about it. |
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I don't know, I doubt it. |
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Subterranean by design, |
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I wonder what I would find if I met you, |
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let my eyes caress you, |
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until I meet the thought of Missess Princess Who? |
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Often wonder what makes her work. |
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I guess I'll leave that question to the experts, |
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assuming that there are some out there. |
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they're probably alone, solitaire. |
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I can remember when I caught up |
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with a pastime intimate friend. |
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She said, "Bet you're probably gonna say I look lovely, |
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but you probably don't think nothin' of me." |
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She was right, though, I can't lie. |
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She's just one of those corners in my mind, |
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and I just put her right back with the rest. |
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That's the way it goes, I guess. |
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Baby you send me |
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Set adrift on memory bliss of you |
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Careless whisper from a careless man, |
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a neutron dance for a neutron fan; |
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marionette strings are dangerous things, |
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I thought of all the trouble they bring. |
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An eye for an eye, a spy for a spy, |
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rubber bands expand in a frustrating sigh. |
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Tell me that she's not dreaming. |
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She's got an ace in the hole, |
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it doesn't have meaning. |
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Reality used to be a friend of mine, |
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'cause complete control, I don't take too kind. |
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Christina Applegate, you gotta put me on. |
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Guess who's piece of the cake is Jack gone? |
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She broke her wishbone and wished for a sign. |
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I told her whispers in my heart were fine. |
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what did she think she could do? |
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I feel for her, I really do. |
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The next day I had the ring finger on her hand, |
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I wanted her to be a big PM Dawn fan, |
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but I had to put her right back with the rest. |
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That's the way it goes, I guess. |
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Baby you send me... |
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Set adrift on memory bliss of you |
