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All our erotic feelings |
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Let's put them in a box |
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We'll post them to Jesus |
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And get the five double when the morning comes |
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Let us just stop crawling |
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Like dragons on the floor |
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This twinkling in our heads |
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Makes plastic trouble, nothing more |
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Let's be patient with our passions |
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Let the fireflies just gloom |
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Are you longing or is it lust |
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Or just too soon to make it boom? |
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We're all imperfect lovers |
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But we can make perfect love |
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In front of every mirror |
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If we accept the way it comes |
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All we have to do is sit down and watch the moon |
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All we have to do is watch the lotus flower bloom |
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All we have to do is sit down and watch the moon |
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All we have to do is watch the lotus flower bloom |
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If we accept the way it comes, all erotic feelings |
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If we accept the way it comes, all erotic feelings |
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We're all imperfect lovers |
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But we can make perfect love |
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In front of every mirror |
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If we accept the way it comes |
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Accept the way it comes |
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Accept the way it comes |
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Accept the way it comes |
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Accept the way it comes |
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Accept the way it comes |
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Accept the way it comes |
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Accept the way it comes |
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Accept the way it comes |