| Like Isabelle Adjani
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| She glides by upon
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| A bank of violets
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| With those eyes
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| That see it all
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| And then she smiles…
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| Like a bee with honeyed thighs
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| A living hell
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| A slice of heaven
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| She’s Jekyll and Hyde
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| Every truth and every lie…
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| She holds a candle to my shame
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| I take everything but blame
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| When it comes to naming names
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| I’ll name J
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| Forever J
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| Uncertain, coy and hard to please
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| She kisses me through gritted teeth
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| But when I’m weak
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| She whispers dreams
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| She say 'oh well
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| You’re no Mel Gibson
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| But that’s ok
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| Today could be your lucky day'
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| And I collapse into a heap…
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| She’s a bee with honeyed thighs
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| A living hell
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| A slice of heaven
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| She’s good, she’s bad
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| She makes me mad
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| She’s all I’ll never have…
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| She holds a candle to my shame
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| I take everything but blame
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| When it comes to naming names
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| I’ll name J
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| Forever J
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| Like a bee with honeyed thighs
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| A living hell
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| A slice of heaven
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| She’s Jekyll and Hyde
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| Every truth and every lie…
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| She holds a candle to my shame
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| I take everything but blame
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| When it comes to naming names
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| I’ll name J
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| She laughs and sunshine hits her face
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| Cries and tears pour down like rain
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| When it comes to naming names
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| I’ll name J
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| Forever J
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| When it comes to naming names,.
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| I’ll name J
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| Forever J |