| I dearly love her artichokes
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| Their continental flavour makes me choke
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| Satisfied inside like vinegrette
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| And like an old brown photograph
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| Her memory prints forever
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| Polaroid pictures of the day she came my way
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| Did she stay?
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| She didn’t want to leave it
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| She didn’t want to leave it
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| She didn’t want to leave it
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| Leave it, baby, it’s gone away
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| Come on, baby, don’t delay
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| I wanna help you to celebrate
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| Come on, leave your world behind
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| Leave it, leave it
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| Leave it, leave it
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| It’s gone away
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| Peeling off her underwear
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| She makes me think of daisies shedding their
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| Silver metal petals in the air
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| Supersonic autograph
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| For simple stage door, Johnny was a laugh
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| But on the stairway to the stars, she cried
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| 'cause she lied
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| She didn’t want to leave it
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| She didn’t want to leave it
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| She didn’t want to leave it
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| Leave it, baby, it’s gone away
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| Leave it, leave it
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| Leave it, leave it
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| It’s gone away
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| Come on, baby, don’t be late
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| I wanna help you to celebrate
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| Come on, leave your world behind
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| Leave it, leave it
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| Leave it, leave it |
| Leave it, leave it
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| Leave it, leave it |