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Whenever she's alone |
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Alone that child she dares |
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To flair her icy bones |
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Half naked into the air |
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Just to find the spot |
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The one that makes you weak |
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To draw more than the queen's lot |
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By the end of every week |
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And you can tell me |
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About the useless sea |
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On behalf of the widow |
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Of a sailor soon to be free |
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You can tell me |
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About the useless sea |
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And we can dance like diamond thieves at the fair |
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And we can dance like open windows in the evening air |
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Whenever she's alone |
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That woman dares to keep |
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Leaking boats built too low |
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To move us in our sleep |
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And if you find the place |
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The one that made you grow |
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Crowns of flowers in the girl's face |
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Chasing blood into the river's flow |
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And you can tell me |
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About the useless sea |
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On behalf of the widow |
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Of the sailor soon to be free |
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You can tell me |
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About the useless sea |
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And we can dance like diamond thieves at the fair |
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And we can dance like open windows in the evening air |
