| Once, there was a Willie and he could see
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| That there was a Shorty and he could see
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| You could, you could tell that Shorty
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| Wouldn’t always be short, so he said
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| «Protect yourself, Shorty, protect yourself»
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| Once the fever finds your soul
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| Something else will take control
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| Something dark and from a bowl
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| Something says to me
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| But it can be indiscreet
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| And you tend to overheat
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| O’er the taste of soft and sweet
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| Something says to me
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| What can you do when something falls?
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| Walls close from somewhere, close from nowhere, like eyes
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| Can’t, can’t think clearly, I can’t think
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| But I can’t think clearly
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| Believe maybe you can, maybe you can help me
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| Bill, no, Willie, Willie, can you, doggone it, can you, Bill?
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| Can you, Will? |
| Maybe Jay? |
| No, no, he’s, bye, Jay, bye
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| I’ve got this light behind my eyes
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| And believe me, it tells me what, what to do
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| But I doubt it, it says that if you can’t win
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| Then there’s no way you can lose
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| If nature hates both a vacuum then the vacuum cleaner too
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| Then it laughs, I don’t know what this means
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| What can I do? |
| I don’t know
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| Love is, love is, love is, ahh
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| Love is, love is, love is, ahh
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| Love is, love is, love is, ahh
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| Love is expectation
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| Love is explanation
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| Love is exploitation, ahh
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| Somebody’s getting somebody happy
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| Love is complication
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| Love is consummation
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| Love is concentration, ahh
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| Oh, goddamn it, I can’t
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| Love is obligation
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| Love is insulation
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| Love is stimulation, ahh
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| It’s always, 'have a good weekend'
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| Love is ruination
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| Love is accusation
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| Love is navigation, ahhh
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| Is anybody, is anybody driving?
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| Someone’s gotta be, somebody driving?
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| I can’t drive, I’m not, is anybody driving?
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| Somebody must be driving
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| Is anybody, is anybody driving?
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| Is anybody driving at all? |