| D’you remember the story
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| In the bloody chamber
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| About the mad tiger
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| He licks the skin off of women
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| I tell you samantha
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| I could wear those stripes (straps? !) for you
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| Have you prayed, have you chanted
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| With the symbols and incense
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| To both krishna and buddha
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| And the goddess of fortune
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| For an indian lover
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| To wake kundalini
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| Your beautiful yonni
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| But also iscariot
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| Who comes to betray us
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| With just one english kiss
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| Deep in the autumn
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| I lie in my bedroom
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| Just one more long shadow
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| Fall into the corners
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| I reach for a woman
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| Who harbors in darkness
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| She lands on a mountain
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| Sways for a moment
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| Crashes in pieces all over my eyes
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| All over my eyes
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| And when you get tired
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| Of fake little evenings
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| Slip through your fingers
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| And don’t keep their promise
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| Such a sad vision
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| It breaks up my daydream
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| Such a sad vision, breaks up my daydream
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| Look up that sleeve, where is the rabbit
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| Already secreted along with the dove
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| Where is the passion, already depleted
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| Just like the love
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| Can you imagine what I can manage
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| With your permission, with your consent
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| I know what you’re thinking
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| Hear what you’re saying, how could I ever?
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| I know what you like
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| I think I know what you like
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| I’m sure I know what you like
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| You should give it attention
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| You should give it attention
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| You should give it some thought
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| You should give me a night
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| You should give me a night
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| I know what you like |