| I’ll take all that you’ve given
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| And stack it in a pile
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| Tie it to my heart and baby light up with a smile
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| And let it smoke (smoke)
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| Baby while I sleep outside ya gate
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| And let it smother me to death
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| With a sweet persistent weight
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| Because ya stranger than creation
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| Nothin but the best
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| Lunatic corrector babe we’ll never take a left
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| You know my body’s been committed
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| But my mind is on the long
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| These dreams are just beginning
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| And I can hear the sound
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| Because your head holds gold
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| Your heart holds diamonds
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| Wonder where the day went while you’re fallin towards the floor
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| You know your mind may wander
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| In and outta heaven
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| But your heart won’t follow til you show it through the door
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| Take the sleepin potion
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| Mix it with ya tea
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| And dig a hole inside me with and illustrated glee
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| Because the bees are wilder now
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| Wilder than before
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| There’s nothin like tomorrow
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| There’s nothin I adore
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| The girl with the dreams walked in and said goodnight
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| She’s better like before now in the middle of the night
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| And though she’s dazzlin and delightful
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| And crazy as a loon
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| Dream without a morrow’s hope and heavy as a moon
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| Because your head holds gold
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| Your heart holds diamonds
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| Wonder where the day went while you’re fallin towards the floor
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| You know your mind may wander
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| In and outta heaven
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| But your heart won’t follow til you show it through the door
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| Let’s go eat our own heads at the bottom on the world
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| With caucasian little sword skins I’m like a little girl
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| Your beady braided head
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| And when you super heavy rain
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| Well I’m ready for a Mai Tai
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| Oh I’ll do anything don’t wake the bloody killers in the woods move all alone
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| You’ll only get knocked over honey handed the throne
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| The spiney ones may tingle and the yellow ones are cute
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| And if you’re here on Sunday morning well I guess I’ll meet ya dad
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| Because your head holds gold
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| Your heart holds diamonds
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| Wonder where the day went while you’re fallin towards the floor
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| You know your mind may wander
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| In and outta heaven
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| But your heart won’t follow til you show it through the door
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| You know your head holds gold
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| Your heart holds diamonds
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| Wonder where the day went while you’re fallin towards the floor
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| You know your mind may wander
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| In and outta heaven
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| But your heart won’t follow til you show it through the door |