| The scotch bonnet shells
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| From your bedside drawer
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| I snatched them myself
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| Off the ocean floor
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| Are strung around your neck
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| On a white boot lace
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| You’d wear them like that
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| Back when we used to date
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| If the man that you need
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| Honestly wasn’t me
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| Tell me, honey
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| Who could that be?
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| If the man that you need
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| Honestly wasn’t me
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| Tell me, honey
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| Who could that be?
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| 'Cause I’m the one
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| Who rattles all
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| Your windows
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| And your doors
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| Howling in the night
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| Beyond your walls
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| Beneath your floors
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| At dawn I retire
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| With my palms on the glass
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| I stroll through the arcade
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| With the happy rats
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| And my hat fell in the river
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| And a Portuguese girl swooned
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| «You're as a free as the water
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| But it’s harder to love»
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| So if the man that you need
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| Honestly wasn’t me
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| Tell me, honey
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| Who could that be?
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| If the man that you need
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| Honestly wasn’t me
|
| Tell me, honey
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| Who could that be?
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| Oh, I’m the one
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| Who rattles all
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| Your windows
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| And your doors
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| Howling in the night
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| Beyond your walls
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| Beneath your floors
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| In other words… I’m your ghost
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| And we’ll all run together
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| Underneath the morning stars
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| Won’t you come out with us anymore?
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| Won’t you come out with us anymore?
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| Why won’t you come out with me anymore?
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| Why don’t you come out with me anymore? |