| When you were a child, you were a tomboy
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| Your sole satisfaction way back in shady lane
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| Do you remember, darlin'?
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| And it’s the woman in you and it’s the woman in you
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| You’re sole satisfaction and it take the child in you to know
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| The woman and you are one
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| We’re goin' out in the country to get down to the real soul,
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| I mean the real soul, people, talkin' 'bout the real soul people
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| We’re goin' out in the country, get down to the real soul
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| We’re gettin' out to the west coast
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| Shining our light into the days of bloomin' wonder
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| Goin' as much with the river as not, as not, yeah, yeah
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| An' I’m goin' as much with the river as not
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| Yeah, yeah, right, yeah
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| Blake and the Eternals, standin' with the Sisters of Mercy
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| Looking for the Veedon Fleece, yeah
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| William Blake and the Eternals, standin' with the Sisters of Mercy
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| Looking for the Veedon Fleece, yeah
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| You don’t pull no punches, but you don’t push the river
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| You don’t pull no punches, and you don’t push the river
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| You don’t pull no punches, and you don’t push the river, no, no
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| Goin' as much with the river as not
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| We’re goin' out in the West, down to the cathedrals
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| We’re goin' out in the West, down to the beaches
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| And the Sisters of Mercy, behind the sun
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| Oh, behind the sun
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| And William Blake and the Sisters of Mercy
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| Looking for the Veedon Fleece
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| You don’t pull no punches, goin' west, goin' as much
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| With the river as not, with the river as not, with the river as not
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| Goin' as much, goin' as much with the river as not, no
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| You don’t pull no punches, and you don’t push the river, no
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| You don’t pull no punches, but you don’t push the river, no
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| You don’t pull no punches, but you don’t push the river, no
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| You don’t pull no punches, but you don’t push the river
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| And we was contemplating Baba, William Blake and the Eternals
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| Goin' down to the Sisters of Mercy, looking for the Veedon Fleece
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| Looking for the Veedon Fleece, looking for the Veedon Fleece
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| Looking for the Veedon Fleece
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| You don’t pull no punches, but ya, you don’t push the river
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| You don’t pull no punches, but ya, you don’t push the river, no
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| You don’t pull no punches, but ya, you don’t push the river
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| You don’t push the river, you don’t push the river |