| Almond eyes and the chopsticks ticking like grasshoppers
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| Jasmine child, in your paper house I am trembling
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| Strange disguise, your white face is shining like an eastern moon
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| Geisha smile, in lemon trees the wind is whistling
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| Oh, gentle Snapdragon, may I stay?
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| May I pray, shall I dance like a fire?
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| I can bring frogs, starfish sake
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| Oh, Snapdragon, anything that you desire
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| Burning bright, your butterfly eyes sparkle like the sea
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| Lantern light, I pray that your eyes will wash over me
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| Oh, gentle Snapdragon, may I stay?
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| May I pray, shall I dance like a fire?
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| I can bring frogs, starfish sake
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| Oh, Snapdragon, anything that you desire
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| Many moons shine for you know that I am your servant
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| Snapdragon, I’m hypnotised by your spiral hands
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| Silver gong rings midnight and I see the falling sands
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| Oh, gentle Snapdragon, may I stay?
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| May I pray, shall I dance like a fire?
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| I can bring frogs, starfish sake
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| Oh, Snapdragon, anything that you desire
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| Many moons shine for you know that I am your servant
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| Snapdragon, I’m hypnotised by your spiral hands
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| Silver gong rings midnight and I see the falling sands
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| Oh, oh, gentle Snapdragon, may I stay?
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| May I pray, shall I dance like a fire?
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| I can bring frogs, starfish sake
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| Oh, Snapdragon, anything that you desire |