"You think that you're a hotshot lady drivin' everybody crazy
And the problem with it is that you're right, so baby maybe
Can you tell me if you're just a friend lookin' for someone to talk to
Or a lover to walk to...."Clich
"I've got a reputation of being a man with a gift of words
Romantic poetic type or so they say
But I find it hard to express the way I feel about you
Without getting involved with the old clich?s..."Come Sin
"Sun, all our dreams are dreams of fun handing out thewatergunshoot me and I'll drink you into the shade I'll shrink youfinally we're done and stare up into theSky, flat on our backs we lie in quicksand slowly my handflies up and away with the yellow bird driven by
Wind, I think I'll come to sin with all this heaty windy skinaround my neck and what glory the sand in my pantsreminds me of DoreenSand, we cannot fight getting tannedall the limits banned into the nightflight's right no fightthere goes the sun into the the nightlife Yeah
Whang I sing while the others swinglike a beam of light through a bottleSouzie swings her phoney rings
Time, bugs crawling up our spine and the memory is mineI'm a grain of sand in your hand so hand me mine yeahthat would be fineHeat, I kiss the blisters on your feet a lizard's eye I greatI'm afraid there's no aid 'til we get laidinto the nightlife time's right no flight..."|
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