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Just before our love got lost you said |
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"I am as constant as the northern star" |
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And I said, "Constantly in the darkness where's that at? |
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If you want me I'll be in the bar" |
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On the back of a cartoon coaster |
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In the blue TV screen light |
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I drew a map of Canada, oh Canada |
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With your face sketched on it twice |
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In my blood like holy wine |
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You taste so bitter and so sweet |
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Well, I could drink a case of you, darling |
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And I would still be on my feet, I would still be on my feet |
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Oh, I am a lonely painter |
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I live in a box of paints |
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I'm frightened by the devil |
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And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid |
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I remember that time you told me |
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"Love is touching souls", surely you touched mine |
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'Cause part of you pours out of me |
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In these lines from time to time |
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My blood, my holy wine |
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Tastes so bitter and so sweet |
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Well, I could drink a case of you, darling |
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And I would still be on my feet, I would still be on my feet |
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I met a woman, she had a mouth like yours |
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She knew your devils and your deeds |
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And she said, "Go to him, stay with him |
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But be prepared to bleed" |
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My blood, my holy wine |
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Tastes so bitter and so sweet |
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Well, I could drink a case of you, darling |
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And I would still be on my feet, I would still be on my feet |
