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Angel and Ida |
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Asleep by the pool again |
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Trying to chase the day away |
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She always wore red shoes |
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So I wore a matching tie |
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And everyone thought that we were a pair |
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But our teeth are wood |
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In the rusty air |
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Our blood is wine |
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As the year's been good |
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We stopped time |
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The votes are in |
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It's always July |
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I'm the king of doves |
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With perfect skin |
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We're dressing up |
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And dining in |
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It's who I am |
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All of your arms all |
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Over my problems now |
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Property just fades away |
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We'll always have Canada |
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No one will bother us |
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The horses and the company play |
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But our teeth are wood |
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In the dusty air |
|
Our blood is wine |
|
The year's been good |
|
We stopped time |
|
The votes are in |
|
It's always July |
|
I'm the king of doves |
|
With perfect skin |
|
We're dressing up |
|
And dining in |
|
It's who I am |
|
The year's been good |
|
We stopped time |
|
The votes are in |
|
It's always July |
|
I'm the king of doves |
|
With perfect skin |
|
We're dressing up |
|
And dining in |
|
The year's been good |
|
We stopped time |
|
The votes are in |
|
It's always July |
|
I'm the king of doves |
|
With perfect skin |
|
We're dressing up |
|
And dining in |
|
It's who I am |
