| Scissors and a whip and scalpel too
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| I gave you a gun and a bullet
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| A pot o' honey and my body all up to you
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| I told you, «Now we need an actor
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| And that’s you and you’re gonna write the play
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| Everything is on the table
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| You can play this anyhow, anyway»
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| Now my heart is just like a rock out on the sea
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| Now my heart is just like a rock out on the sea
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| You slipped across the border
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| From kind caress to cruel attack
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| You got no clue how you made it
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| Many roads lead there but, I tell you, none lead back
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| Oh, my heart is just like a rock out on the sea
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| Oh, my heart is just like a rock out on the sea
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| I came to you with my wounds a-weeping
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| I came to you looking for your eyes
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| You dropped your head, you couldn’t leave here quick enough
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| And went back to your not so brilliant disguise
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| Oh, my heart is just like a rock out on the sea
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| Oh, my heart is just like a rock out on the sea |