| The moon is high
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| It’s not the only one
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| I’m alone and I’m traveling
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| So shine a light on me
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| Down through my balcony
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| You’ll send me spinning
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| Or you’ll find me howling
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| I’m under your window
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| My shades are drawn tight
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| He’s up there with you
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| He’s been up here all night
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| Do you favor a man when he breaks down and begs
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| Or a boy with his tail dragging between his legs
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| I feel vicious inside
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| and the moon is high
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| Now the sky’s full of rain
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| And I’m starting to weigh
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| And I want to tear a strip from the firmament
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| I dream your near
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| Whispering endearments
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| If I could take that full moon and make it more permanent
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| I’m close to your window
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| Are you tired of it now
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| Is your light in the gutter
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| And all you’ve allowed
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| Do you favor a man when he breaks down and begs
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| Or a boy with his tail dragging wherever you leave
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| Now I’m in full cry
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| And the moon is high
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| Now I’m in full cry
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| And I want to tear the strip from your firmament
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| Howling for your love
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| I’m howling for your love
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| I’m howling for your love |