| Take a look at this beautiful mirage I found in a zoo
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| I only think it’s you
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| The great pretenders
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| Re-arrangers
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| Can’t stand up
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| Before I fire upon this
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| Quilt I made out of glass
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| Only wish it’d last
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| And when I’m up to bat
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| The catcher’s in the womb
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| I’ve seen her old designs
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| Many, many multiple times
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| But it all gets lost in the wind
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| Who was the man who ran?
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| Ain’t the one in my bed
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| I got the feeling it goes in and out and out
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| If only I could turn it on
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| Silly, won’t you draw the tea?
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| Rough enough to call favours out your mouth
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| Shapes of latter-day saints when I’m around
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| Cuffing up the lovemakers
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| Take a look at this gun
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| It cracks in my hand
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| Pull the pin, it goes in and out and down
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| Got my own pentagon
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| Wonder if you got the key
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| Rough enough to call favours out your mouth
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| Shapes of latter-day saints when I’m around
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| Cuffing up the lovemakers
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| Don’t know the girl
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| I’ve never seen her run
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| Catch a whiff of her breath mixed up in the air
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| Oh baby, your voice
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| Speaks to my present tense
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| Little time to tell you what’s on my mind
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| Little time to shake the day
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| Too late
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| I should have shot it straight
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| Like an ordinary man
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| Strange flowers and animals come clean
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| Like an ordinary man
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| No dice, I can’t look into your eyes
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| Like an ordinary man
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| By chance, you’re a dream of circumstance
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| I’m still an extraordinary flair |