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Frenchy, I'm faking, |
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Been longing to stir you up, |
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Changing looks slightly like back in the '90s, |
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Far and away whistle delayed delights. |
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The prospect of lightning was ever so frightening, |
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She said your kisses are nice, |
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But I'm looking for hills to roll, |
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Down with abandon and no understanding. |
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I borrowed your suitcase and filled it with pearls and gold, |
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You let me down lightly, |
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I killed you politely. |