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The old man told me by the pool |
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We watched the carps, the Chinese fools |
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They are swimming 'round and 'round and 'round |
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They met each other without no sound |
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And Pious told me even more |
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About stars that shine forever on |
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The times of Bara, Gish, Louise Brooks |
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And above all his queen called June |
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You kissed the fish we know the sign |
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They don't get old but have to die |
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The print you left on prince's back |
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A witness of the golden pack |
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Yes Pious told me about the stars |
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Hearts of the desert so bizarre |
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And goddess June picked up that fish |
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She smiled, leaned down and then she kissed |
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The fish it just lay in her hand |
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She kissed it with her lips so red |
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The people laughed the people cheered |
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They are all dead now - the fish is still here |
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You kissed the fish we know the sign |
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They don't get old but have to die |
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The print you left on prince's back |
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A witness of the golden pack |
