| When she walks down the street,
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| She knows there’s people watching.
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| The building fronts are just fronts
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| To hide the people watching her
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| But she once fell through the street
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| Down a manhole in that bad way
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| The underground drip
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| Was just like her scuba days
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| Days
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| Daze
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| Days
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| Daze
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| She was all right because the sea was so airtight, she broke away
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| She is all right but she can’t come out tonight, she broke away
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| She was all right, yeah the sea was so tight, air tight
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| She broke away, broke away
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| At the bottom of the ocean she dwells
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| At the bottom of the ocean she dwells
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| From crevices caressed by fingers
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| And fat blue serpent swells
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| Stella, Stella, Stella, Stella I love you
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| Well, she was my catatonic sex toy, love-joy diver
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| She went down down down there into the sea,
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| Yeah she went down down down there, down there for me, right on
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| So good, oh yeah, right on
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| (There's something that’s invisible,
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| There’s some things you can’t hide,
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| Try detect you when I’m sleeping,
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| In a wave you say goodbye…) |