| Olive Oyl kissed me at the Ace Hotel
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| I guess she could tell I was lonely
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| An Australian sea of stars, mosquitos in the sky
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| How is Olive Oyl going to find me now?
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| Well, it’s been sad actresses since you left
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| Some of them plumb off the wagon
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| Skinny, bat-shit blue
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| What’s my little genius lemon got to do with you
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| Olive Oyl kissed me at the Ace Hotel
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| Olive Oyl kissed me at the Ace Hotel
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| Olive Oyl kissed me at the Ace Hotel and I liked it
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| Olive Oyl kissed me at the Ace Hotel
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| And pawed at my coat like a kitten
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| An Australian sea of stars polluting her mind
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| I think little Sally Evans going to need my
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| Well, it’s been sad actresses since you left
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| Some are plumb out their gourd
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| They’re all skinny, bat-shit blue
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| But, what’s their dark affectations got to do with you
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| Olive Oyl kissed me at the Ace Hotel
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| Olive Oyl kissed me at the Ace Hotel
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| Olive Oyl kissed me at the Ace Hotel and I thanked her |