| Spanish lady come to me, she lays on me this rose
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| It rainbow spirals round and round, it trembles and explodes
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| It left a smoking crater of my mind I like to blow away
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| But the heat came round and busted me for smiling on a cloudy day
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| Coming, coming, coming around
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| Coming around, coming around, in a circle
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| Coming, coming, coming around
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| Coming around, coming around, in a circle
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| Escaping through the lily fields, I came across an empty space
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| It trembled and exploded, left a bus stop in its place
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| The bus came by and I got on, that’s when it all began
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| There was Cowboy Neal at the wheel of the bus to never ever land
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| Coming, coming, coming around
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| Coming around, coming around, in a circle
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| Coming, coming, coming around
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| Coming around, coming around, in a circle |