| Gardenia
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| Where are you?
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| Black goddess in a shabby raincoat
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| Where are you tonight?
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| Cheap purple baby-doll dress
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| A gardenia in your hair
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| Much taller and stronger than me
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| A forbidden dream, a dream, a dream
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| All I wanna do is tell Gardenia
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| What to do tonight
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| All I wanna do is tell Gardenia
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| What to do tonight
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| Gardenia
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| Where are you, tonight?
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| The streets were your home
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| Now where do you roam?
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| Your hourglass ass
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| And your powerful back
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| Your slant devil eyes
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| And the ditch on your spine
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| Deep ass, deep ass
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| All I wanna do is tell Gardenia
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| What to do tonight
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| All I wanna do is tell Gardenia
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| What to do tonight
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| We lay in the darkness
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| Then she turned the lights on
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| I saw a dangerous habit
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| When she turned the lights on
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| There’s always a catch
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| In the darkness when you
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| When you turn the lights on
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| There’s always a catch
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| Oh well, oh well, oh well, oh well
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| All I wanna do is tell Gardenia
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| What to do tonight
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| All I wanna do is tell Gardenia
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| What to do tonight
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| Alone in the cheapo motel
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| By the highway to hell
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| America’s greatest living poet
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| Was ogling you all night
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| You should be wearing the finest gown
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| But here you are now
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| Gas, food, lodging, poverty, misery
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| And gardenia
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| You could be burned at the stake
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| For all your mistakes, mistakes, mistakes
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| All I wanna do is tell Gardenia
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| What to do tonight
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| All I wanna do is tell Gardenia
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| What to do tonight |