| I admire that point of view
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| But nothing is that simple
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| I couldn’t live the way that you do
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| The opposite of sinful
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| But if the stars shine tonight
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| And chances are they might
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| Then the night won’t seem so blind
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| When you come to mind
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| You really are a vestal girl
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| So proper and so pious
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| What pleasure do you get girl
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| From those that you deny us?
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| She steps down from the bus
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| Like she gets into her bath
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| And how I wish I was
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| Getting in with her
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| You think you are immortal
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| That ash will not become you
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| But for anyone to survive you
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| There’s something that I must do
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| But if the stars shine tonight
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| And chances are they might
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| Then the night won’t seem so blind
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| Mind if I have some? |